Previously on Grey's Anatomy, the site of George's naked chest made Meredith cry; Alex tangoed with the wrong neonatologist and landed full-time vagina duty; George started hooking up with Callie, who gives Izzie weird smiles; and when Meredith started possibly maybe potentially thinking about dating Dr. Chris O'Donnell, DVM, McDreamy gave her such a look of death that a crash cart was called in. Okay, I think I'm not good with the medical jokes because that one was D! O! A!
Oh, this show makes me want to live in Seattle. Meredith's voice-over of the week talks about how we all go through life doing damage to ourselves and other people. Did anyone ever see that Jeremy Irons movie, Damage? That was hot. McVettie calmly cooks for Meredith, who wriggles around like she's trying to dislodge an errant suppository. I think her problem is that she got so used to Selfish McDreamy being so wrapped up in his own gorgeous head that she doesn't expect a guy to pour her a bowl of Muesli, much less make her actual food. That she won't eat. "So, ah," Meredith huffs at McVettie's back, "I don't cook." McVettie calmly tells her he doesn't expect her to cook. Mere babbles more crap about not cooking and not expecting him to cook since she doesn't cook until McVettie finally orders her to sit down and shut up by drinking some coffee, "and I want you to try really hard to act like you aren't scary and damaged." Hee -- he saves animals' lives, he cooks, AND he gets Meredith to shut up. She's going to fuck this up, isn't she? Mere prissily insists that she's not scary or damaged. McVettie puts a plate of food in front of her and asks her to tell him about her family. She won't, but avers that her reluctance makes her neither scary nor damaged. McVettie lets that one go and asks about the last guy she slept with. Mere just stares back at his Paul Bunyan-y unshaven face with a frozen smile of "Not going there either." "The problem is trying to figure out how to control the damage we've done or that's been done to us," Mere voice-overs.
Back at the Gorgeous Victorian of Alzheimer Mothers, Izzie slaps on a Crest Whitestrip and asks what Mere told McVettie. Mere plucks her brows and admits she "fled the scene" without telling him about George or McDreamy. Izzie determines that Mere likes the hunky vet. "I could like him," Meredith admits. Izzie wonders if the sex is any good, but Meredith wouldn't know. "Four dates and two sleepovers and no sex?" Izzie calculates incredulously. "Not even a kiss goodnight," Meredith admits blandly.