George: Okay, I'll be Cristina for you, if you'll be Izzie for me.
Meredith: Deal. (George stops the elevator) Derek had a woman in his trailer last night. She was ugly, very ugly, except she was tall and beautiful. And he was naked.
George: Oh. McDreamy was doing the McNasty with a McHottie? That McBastard. (pauses) Er, how was that?
Meredith: That was good.
George: Cristina enough? (Meredith nods) Really?
Meredith: Channeling Izzie. Go.
George: Okay, Callie... she won't forgive me. Er, she won't talk to me. She dumped me. Which is uh… I don't care about, you know, at all...
Meredith: Good because you deserve better. You do. You are George. I mean seriously. Seriously. Seriously. Was that Izzie optimistic?
George (stunned): Yes, it's very Izzie. (sighs)
Meredith: What the hell has happened to us?
George: We are now the people that the people we want to be with avoid. Great.
Meredith: We have careers to think about. We don't need attention from them with perfect hair.
George: You know, we should make a pact. There's no more dating.
Meredith (nodding): No more Derek. No more Callie.
George: Just a hundred percent focused on our work.
Meredith: They're dead to us.
George: They're freakin' corpses to us. (knocks fists with Meredith)
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