(Meredith and Cristina are doing shots at the bar)
Meredith (after Cristina put salt on her hand): Okay, now what do I do?
Cristina: Lick it, slam it, and then lime.
Meredith: Okay. (takes the shot and cringes) Ah, okay. That's good. (Cristina looks at her) What?
Cristina: We don't have to do that thing where I say something then you say something and then someone cries and there's a moment or whatever?
Meredith: Oh, yuck.
Meredith: It's just that... Nothing is turning out the way I thought it would. It's like I don't even recognize my own life.
Cristina: I know what you mean. Ugh. I gotta go get some sleep. You gotta go get some sleep. You look like crap.
Meredith: I look better than you.
Cristina: Not possible.
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