Cristina: How does he not tell me he's Chief of Surgery?
Meredith: Well, is it because you...
Cristina: Didn't have his baby?
Meredith: Well, has he said anything?
Cristina: No. We haven't talked about it.
Meredith: At all?
Cristina: Is that bad, that's bad, right?
Meredith: Well, I mean--
Owen (walks up): Oh, hey.
Cristina: Hey. I-Is it true?
Owen: Uh, yeah.
Cristina: Oh my God, wh-when did you...
Owen: Uh, Webber talked to me last night. I was gonna tell you but you were already asleep, and then this morning you were already gone.
Cristina: Oh, yeah. Um, m-my mitral valve.
Owen: Right, right. Right. Sorry, sorry. Good luck.
Cristina: No, no. Oh, what about you? You-- You're the-- Uh, th-this is great. We should celebrate.
Owen: Uh, I guess so. Yeah. Um... dinner?
Cristina: I have my surgery, mitral valve takes like a minimum of seven hours.
Owen: Oh, well, sometime, okay? 'Cause I gotta... (points to charts)
Cristina: Oh, congratulations, congratulations. (they hug awkwardly. Owen walks off)
Meredith: Yeah, that was bad.
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