(Laying on the ground looking at clouds)
Meredith: That one looks like an islet cell.
Cristina: Which one?
Meredith: That one. It's all puffy and insulin producing.
Cristina: It looks like a cloud.
Meredith: It looks like an islet cell or maybe a buffalo.
Cristina: I have no imagination, Mer. Teddy's sucked it out of me.
Meredith: Oh, let's not go there. We're just gonna believe that everything's gonna be okay. We're keeping the faith.
Cristina: Yeah. She did say that she has something great for me today. What are you on?
Meredith: Cabbage patch.
Cristina: O.B still? You gotta get out of those pink scrubs.
Meredith: Why? Bailey's got me blackballed from every surgery. Besides, it's quiet. I get to work on the trial stuff.
Cristina: I thought Bailey told you to stay away from the trial stuff.
Meredith: I know but I just can't help it because I feel like I'm this close to the-- (a softball comes flying in)
Meredith: That could've hit us.
Alex (runs by and gets the ball): Nice hustle.
Cristina: You know, I think this is more you just avoiding thinking about Zola.
Alex: Did you hear somethin'?
Meredith: No. I keep asking Janet so she's sick of us and she doesn't really know anything. We're just waiting for the court to give us a hearing date, so we're just...
Cristina: Keeping the faith.
Meredith: Keeping the faith.
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