Grey's Anatomy: The Emerald City Bar

Major Owen Hunt Reporting for Duty

Well, well, well…  Looks like Seattle Grace will have its very own – and very first – badass, camo-wearing, army-trauma-surgeon walking its halls very, very soon…

His name is Owen Hunt, and, let me just say, the doctor is in, ladies…

I met Dr. Hunt (who insisted I call him Owen) a few hours ago.  I heard about this dude a few weeks ago – back when he allegedly trached a patient with a ballpoint pen.  I don’t really know what that means, but, it’s apparently some crazy-but-awesome MacGyver surgery that ended up saving a guy’s life.

Okay – seriously – how much man-candy can one hospital take??  No doubt, Owen is sure to shake things up at SGH.  I mean, the dude’s clearly as hardcore as they come.  He doesn’t take ‘no’ for an answer.  He challenges authority.  He drinks whiskey (but not tonight, because he starts work tomorrow).  And he makes Cristina weak in the knees.  Literally…

Oh, you should’ve seen this one, folks.  Cristina was just about to leave tonight, when she took one look at Owen and stopped DEAD in her tracks.  Right in the middle of the bar.  Going all psycho-stalker-staring crazy.  I witnessed the whole thing!  She froze.  Stunned.  Bewildered.  Unable to move.

I had to walk up to Cristina and ask if everything was okay…  That’s when she shook her head, “no” and proceeded to slowly back out of the bar.  Surprisingly (thankfully), I don’t think Owen saw her.  But, folks…  It.  Was.  Weird.

Although, not quite as weird as a diseased kidney in a jar.

Yes.  A diseased kidney.  In a jar.  Derek came in tonight carrying one and then gave the damn thing to Meredith.  As a “present.”  As an, “I’m sorry I took all of the credit for the clinical trial that YOU developed now please take this diseased kidney in a jar and let’s get out of here and go home and have make-up sex.” 

Well, I guess McDreamy’s plan worked because Meredith was elated with this very special – and very non-FDA approved – form of organ donation.  I didn’t get it.  It looked like that thing that jumped out of that dude’s stomach in Aliens.  What’s so special about a diseased kidney in a jar?  What, does the thing glow or something?  Now that would be cool…

Alright, it’s about closing time, and I’ve got to get some sleep because I know – I just know – tomorrow night’s gonna be a long one.  Okay, so I can admit, I’m kinda looking forward to it.  Dr. Owen Hunt turns SGH upside down tomorrow, and I’ve got a drink with Cristina’s name on it, ready and waiting…

- Joe the Bartender

Cheers to George!

CONGRATULATIONS to none other than Dr. George O’Malley, now a full-fledged resident!!  That’s right folks, Georgie passed his intern exam (finally)!!  Whoo-hooo!!

Just about everybody rolled through the bar tonight to buy George a drink.  And, let me tell you, my man was pretty drunk by the time he left.  Let’s just hope George doesn’t go home tonight and do something crazy… You know, the last time I saw O’Malley this drunk, well, we all know what happened then...

Speaking of Izzie…

It sounded like she got the best non-apology ever from Alex tonight.  By the way, I bought her a shot after she called Alex a “tool.”  Classic!  I mean, evil spawn was acting pretty tool-ish.  Everybody else was giving George high-fives and body shots and where was Alex??  Well, he was all sad and depressed and moping up at the bar – “life sucks,” “Izzie stole my surgery,” “crazy Ava’s gone,” “my cat has cancer,” wah wah!! 

Anyhoo, Alex FINALLY told Izzie he was sorry for acting like a jerk.  Now, he didn’t say those words, exactly, but, he sorta mumbled some roundabout ‘sorry you’re the only one I can be mean to’ speech.  It was all very Alex and, well, at least it was a start.  Hey, it was good enough for Izzie.  She actually sat with him for a while, eventually getting Alex to laugh and – shocker – have a little fun!  Good times, all around.

Now, can somebody please tell me if George and Lexie had a falling out or something?  I thought they were friends.  Best friends.  Well, your best friend doesn’t sit on the opposite side of the bar when you pass your intern exam.  And that’s exactly what Lexie did tonight.  All night.  She didn’t stay for very long, and – you know what – I don’t even think she said good-bye to George.  Actually…  I don’t even think George noticed.  Uh-oh…

Derek made a special – albeit brief – surprise appearance tonight, too.  It didn’t look like he was expecting to see Meredith having so much fun with her friends.  Yeah, it seems like Derek didn’t want to interrupt or intrude, so he left…  Meredith finished her drink and followed her man soon after…

Alright – the bar’s a mess right now.  Intern Steve and company came in and went a little crazy, dousing O’Malley with silly string and beer.  Needless to say, there’s a lot to clean up.  Interns.   Yay for George no longer being one of them…

CHEERS TO GEORGE!

-Joe the Bartender

Water, Water, Everywhere!

Okay, times are pretty tough right now. For everybody. And, Seattle Grace is no exception. I mean, come on. First, it was all the crazy dreams. Then, came the #12 ranking. Next, an icicle impalement. And, now, A FREAKIN’ FLOOD?! Dude! Can’t SGH catch a break? Around here – I guess – when it rains, it pours! (hehe)

So, yeah, it was literally raining all over the hospital today, after a (seemingly very important) pipe burst. I heard there was water everywhere. As a result of the fiasco, the ceiling in one of the OR’s collapsed! On a patient! Well, IN a patient, rather. Yikes. Not a very good day at Seattle Grace.

No surprise, the bar was pretty crowded tonight. It seemed like everybody wanted to just… drown their sorrows or something. Speaking of which, can someone please tell me when Lexie started hanging out with Mark Sloan, of all people??

Are they friends? They’re just friends, right? Because I saw them drinking together tonight and it was all very, very strange. Lexopedia was reciting the periodic table and McSteamy was staring at her with just a little too much interest in his eyes. I have a feeling Lexie and Mark are about to get their own little couple-y nickname. Lerk? No. Marxie? No. Okay, leave your suggestions here…

I would’ve asked Alex for some info about the whole Lexie/Mark thing, but the dude came in and ran right out when I told him Izzie had already left. Yeah – Izzie stormed out after she discovered that Cristina STOLE her apartment. How do you STEAL an apartment? Ask Cristina. Apparently Izzie found this awesome apartment with hardwood floors and a fireplace and, well, Cristina took it from her.

When Izzie found out, I think it took everything she had to NOT KILL Cristina right then and there. Oh man, I’ve never seen Izzie so furious.

When Alex came in, he asked where Izzie went, and I told him what happened. That’s when Alex – without even ordering a drink – left, too. He actually seemed to – GASP – care. Of course, Alex would never admit it, but it was obvious (to me) that he was concerned about Izzie’s feelings. Maybe Alex is changing after all… Changing for the better…

I didn’t see Meredith tonight. I didn’t really expect I would. I guess Mer-Der have officially moved in together so they’re probably busy doing official moving in together things… Unpacking, redecorating, kicking out roommates… You know, the usual.

Okay, folks, it’s about closing time and I guess George isn’t stopping by to celebrate his big day. Today was the day George was supposed to retake his intern exam and finally become a full-fledged resident. I even had a couple shots all ready for him… Some tequila, some vodka, some rum… Everything except, you know, water. But, I guess he was too tired or something because I haven’t seen him. Hope everything went okay… Guess I’ll find out in the morning.

Until next time…

-Joe the Bartender