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Who's Zooming Who, a song by Aretha Franklin, A catchy tune that gets you grinning. It's all about the game of love and deception, Trying to figure out who's in control of the connection. But in the end, love's the ultimate direction.
Amory had never minded waking up early. As a kif, she'd wake up at dawn, trying to catch the sun coming up before her parents woke up. She did, however, mind being woken up by yelling in the hallway. An occurrence that had become all too frequent in her new home.
"You know what? It's no big deal." Izzie told George, as Amory rubbed her eyes and got off the bed, with a sigh. As she opened her door the tall blonde kept talking. "You don't have to lie, I get it, you have needs." She smiled at the boy, as Amory looked at them with a slight bedhead.
"What's going on out here?" Meredith asked the pair, opening her bedroom door herself.
"I was thinking the same thing, you beat me at asking it." The shorter blonde walked towards them.
"Nothing." George hurried to answer.
"Nothing..." Izzie agreed, suspiciously.
As George walked away from the three women, the former model explains. "he's freaked out because I caught him playing with little Jimmy and the twins." The younger intern's eyes widened.
"I have a girlfriend." The boy defended himself.
"We know you do, George. But it's okay if you still have some alone... fun." The young girl reassured him.
As he slams the door of his bedroom, Derek joined the group and Izzie and Amory walked away, the second one mumbling about how they kept waking her up with their yelling.
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"Patient presented with abdominal pain and blood in his urine," Alex explained as he, George, and Amory presented their patient. He was laying on a hospital bed, bis pregnant wife by his side. "Once his work came back unrevealing, the urologist suggested a cystoscopy."
"Reason?" Dr. Burk inquired.
"To get a look inside his bladder." The female intern answered.
"I appreciate you doing this, Preston." The patient thanked his old friend. "I know this is a little out of your field."
"It's not a problem. It gives my interns something to do."
"I have a feeling you keep them plenty busy." The man joked. "We were on the same frat in Tulane. It's gone from torturing pledges to torturing interns, am I right?"
"Be very careful with how you answer that." The attending warned. Amory had never been his biggest fan, but she didn't dislike him either. The three interns kept silent.
"I could tell some stories..." The patient threatened.
"Bill, you have a camera snaking up your Mojo, it's not the time to cross me."
