When Mark Sloan comes into the bar and orders a water, you know something went down at Seattle Grace!
So he says he’s growing and this whole swearing off alcohol thing is part of some “new leaf” or whatever, but I’m not buying it. Mark Sloan does shots. He goes home with nurses. He talks about threesomes and nakedness and things he wants to do with fingers. The dude once tried to get me to create a hot-or-not website that ranked the entire female staff of Seattle Grace! (I opted to create this blog, instead).
Mark Sloan does not order water. He does not strike up conversations about Buddhism and spiritual journeys and the ways of the noble messengers of yesterday. And, Mark Sloan most certainly does not go home alone. So the question remains… WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED AT SEATTLE GRACE??!!
Well, first of all, some kid supposedly tried to impress a girl by laying down in a bunch of drying concrete. Dude, seriously? Whatever happened to simply etching a pair of initials on the sidewalk and drawing a big heart around it? I guess this kid really wanted to get creative. Talk about good times! It practically took the entire staff to free the poor guy from his new deadly cement jail. Fortunately, thanks mostly to Bailey, the genius actually survived.
Of course, according to Mark, cement boy wasn’t the only big thing to happen over at the hospital today. Many, many other things went down. Things like… Callie and Erica making out in front of Seattle Grace, for everyone to see!
Yep, apparently Callie and Erica (finally) faced their true feelings for one another. Which, obviously, I think is absolutely wonderful. And, Mark agrees. However, as he was telling me the story, explaining how Callie literally grabbed Erica’s face and planted one on her with all the passion and longing in the world, I couldn’t help but sense that Mark was just a teeny, tiny, wee bit jealous.
No, Mark wasn’t jealous because he wanted to join in. He was jealous because he saw two people having the courage to act upon their true feelings and not give a damn about what anyone else thinks. Mark, I could tell, wants something like that. Mark wants to find someone who can’t stop thinking about him all day. Yes, Mark wants to be in love. Aw, poor McSteamy. It’s about time he found some true love, don’t you think?
It’s also about time Ava/Rebecca/Jane Doe got some professional help. Before going home for the night, Lexie stopped by for a cocktail. She told me all about Ava, or Rebecca, I mean Jane Doe (seriously, what do I call her), and her apparent SUICIDE attempt. After that happened, I guess Izzie was finally able to convince Alex to hand Ava (I’m sticking with that one because it’s the shortest) over to the psych ward. My man Alex was not happy about it, but he knew – in his heart – that it was probably for the best.
Lexie said Alex was in his dark place when he left the hospital tonight. He must’ve been, because he didn’t even bother to stop by the bar. Uh-oh. I hope he went home and got some rest. Hopefully, Izzie will be a good friend and make sure Alex is okay after this whole mess. I’m sure she will…
Speaking of good friends, Lexie and George? They are the best. I get the feeling that they really look out for each other. Take, for instance, the fact that Lexie actually broke into the Chief’s office and STOLE a bunch of personnel files. And, she did it all for George. She evidently discovered a whole bunch of personal (i.e. blackmail-worthy) information about ALL of our favorite docs. Information I cannot repeat here on this blog. But, information I can tell you in person, if you’re ever in the neighborhood.
Let’s just say that George shouldn’t have to be an intern for much longer. Way back when, on Intern Test Day, George came totally close – I mean, super close, like one-point close – to making it to the next level and becoming a resident. Fine – I’ll just say it – George failed his intern test by ONE POINT. That’s it! Both Lexie and I hope there’s some way he can retake the exam… Somewhere… Somehow…
Lexie didn’t stay for too long – she had to get home and clean up the apartment before George got there. See what I mean? A good friend! Later, however, Cristina came in – as happy and pleasant as could be. Talk about something big going down…
Cristina was exuberant tonight. Wow, I never would’ve thought that those words could ever appear in the same sentence. Anyhoo, come to find out, the Chief backed Cristina up during surgery IN FRONT OF HAHN today. Now, that’s big, folks.
Richard told Hahn that she had to teach Cristina. It was her job, and Hahn wasn’t doing it well. Of course, this came after Cristina did some awesome cardio on good ole’ cement boy without Hahn’s help. Good for Yang! About time she got the save!
I asked Yang about her cohort, Meredith. Where was she? Apparently, that was the question of the night. Derek had been searching the hospital for Mer earlier, but to no avail. Wait a sec, did Mer’s disappearance have anything to do with all those candles I saw her carrying just moments earlier?
Cristina had no idea what I was talking about. Candles, I said! Lots and lots of candles in lots and lots of little glasses! I was grabbing a jacket out of my car when I saw Meredith loading them all up in her car. Cristina shrugged… She was clueless. She knew that Meredith made medical history today with Derek, but Cristina didn’t know anything about candles.
So Meredith and Derek successfully completed their clinical trial?! They cured a patient’s brain tumor?! They’re popping open that bottle of champagne?!
It was then when Cristina shrugged and accused me of trying to take away “her moment,” but I simply waved her off. I was just so happy for Meredith! And I was even happier when I saw Nurse Rose in a corner of the bar… without Derek!
Do you know what that means? DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?! It MEANS Derek was with Meredith! It MEANS Derek and Meredith could (should) be reuniting (making out) as I type these very words! It MEANS Nurse Rose’s reign is about to come to a sad, sad end. And, for that, I just have to say: IT’S ABOUT DAMN TIME!
- Joe the Bartender
