Settling herself at the bar, Meredith glances around the room in search of Cristina or Izzie or...anybody. They'd told her to meet them here at seven, and in her usual style, she was late.
Apparently, so are they.
Joe waits patiently in front of her as she looks around again before turning back to face him.
"You know what, Joe? This is my party. I
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"And a successful one at that. So, where's my drink Joe?" She smiles over at Meredith, who appears to already be nursing a full bottle of tequila.
Some things never change.
"So, what's up?"
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"No one was here yet, so I took it upon myself to get this party started."
She laughs and lifts shot number three to her lips. "Cheers!"
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"So yay. We're drinking. Ah. Long Island Joe." Then turning to Meredith. "So Cristina said no inviting people you don't know, so ah. This is it!" She giggles then because really they hardly have time anymore to just do nothing and really Meredith's eyes are already starting to do that thing where you know she will most definitely consume way too much alcohol tonight.
But hey. They aren't on call. None of them work tell mid-day tomorrow. Live and let live. Seriously.
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"Do you know how freaking long it's been since I've been here...drinking?"
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