Outside, Meredith knocks on the door, calling for Cristina. There's a pause to allow everyone to fret, but she opens the door, saying she didn't run. She really does look stunning; even though it's not a dress that I would choose, it suits her. It's strapless and fitted to the knee where it then goes into a wider skirt, and she looks absolutely fantastic. Her mom cries and says that she's proud, and Cristina seems genuinely touched and thanks her. Her mom continues, "I always feared, too emotionally stunted to settle down." Cristina rolls her eyes, showing a spark of her old self, and beside her Meredith assures her she can do this.

Alex flops dramatically into one of the pews, right next to Addison, who wonders out loud where you sit if you know both the bride and the groom. Seriously, it's a good question, and one I've often wondered myself. Alex's take is to find the hottest girl and sit there, and Addison tells him to stuff it. Again he tries to pick her up but she just tells him he doesn't want her, because she's moving to the Wednesday at 9 PM timeslot on ABC. Oh, and also, he wants Crush. Alex only pouts and maturely sneers that she's Rebecca and he doesn't know her, so Addie has to put him in his place. "You suck. To me, you suck. I kind of…hate you. But Alex, we do not get unlimited chances to have the things we want. And this, I know. Nothing is worse than missing an opportunity that could have changed your life. And no matter what her name is, she'll always be [Crush] to you." Addison, I'm going to miss you!

At the hospital, George finds Bailey sitting in the ambulance bay on a bench, and they each remark that the other didn't go to the wedding. She's radiating a sense of defeat and sadness, and tells George she's so sorry. He asks what he does now, and she tells him, "You fail your intern test, you have two options. You can walk away from being a surgical resident altogether, or you can start from the very beginning." He clearly can't see taking another three years of being a resident, and gives a little sad, lost laugh. She sits next to him, and Bailey turns and pleads, "Did I fail you, George?" He immediately tells her no, and answers, "I failed YOU." She grabs his arm with an air of desperation, and each of them stares out into space. This is what this show did well. DOES well. Forget the forced relationships, stick to the amazing ones that were created and built for the past three seasons. That's what really inspires feeling.