cupid's chokehold ⋆ grey's anatomy

ii. LIAR

ACT ONE. infection!
CHAPTER ii. ❛ LIAR.❜

"YOU—" The realization that her best friend was actually considering dinner with the enemy had just hit Lexie Grey. Hence the medical pamphlet chucked at Sydney's head. "You're actually going to dinner with him?"

"Did I ever say that?" Sydney rolled her eyes. She had not said that, she'd just mentioned the invite, not expecting the chaos it was causing. "I just said I considered, and that's what I told him."

"So you're going to dinner with him?" She didn't even have to look at Lexie to know the look on her face—pure horror. And Sydney wasn't the one dating a man nearly twice her age.

"Oh, my God."

Lexie sighed, leaning back against the wall of cubbies. "I mean, I totally get wh—"

Now it was Sydney's turn to throw the packet. "Don't even finish that sentence. I've known him since I was like, three. Dinner isn't happening."

"I was gonna wear my nice suit."

Fuck.

Lexie's jaw dropped, along with the little booklet that now hit the floor. "To dinner," Jackson clarified with a grin, clearly enjoying her misery.

"You—what?" Sydney's lips curved into a nervous smile. He shrugged his shirt over his shoulders, pulling his duffel bag out. "I'm sorry, I didn't think you were—"

"—In there?" Jackson snorted. At least he wasn't mad. "Yeah, I figured."

"Maybe you should..." Lexie started slowly, glancing between the two. "Go to dinner, I mean."

If looks could kill, you wouldn't want to be Lexie Grey. Because Sydney was shooting daggers. For the woman that was, not even ten seconds ago, horrified at the thought of it—she was still promoting it. "I mean, we're busy with work. And stuff."

"Stuff?"

"Fine!" She sighed, exasperated. "Dinner. I'll call you."

Jackson grinned. At least he got what he wanted out of this. "Nice, I'll be waiting." And then he was gone, without so much as another word.