Arizona: My surgery got pushed. I can't pick up the short rib.
Mark: The butcher closes at six, right?
Arizona: Oh, we could roast a chicken.
Mark: Yes.
Callie: Could we please shut up about dinner? Please.
Arizona: Oh, sorry.
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