George and McDreamy's locker room of quarantine. McDreamy assures the worried George that when the test results come back, they'll be out of there. George is like, "What if the results come back and she has the plague? And then we get the plague? And then we die in here, with the crappy benches, and the dirty scrubs, and the lockers full of old food?" McDreamy jumps up. "There's food in the lockers?" Heh. He bites into Alex's apple. Dirty! George declares that Dr. Shepherd is just rude.
The teenage girls still aren't talking. Addison tells Webber that if they had just left the baby at a fire station or hospital...and now everything's a mess. Webber asks what their options are. Addie says they can do blood typing -- the baby is double-O, and if the girls are A or B, it means the baby isn't theirs. Webber tells her to do it.
Meredith's. Callie is cooking -- the actual kind, with actual heat -- while Meredith whines. "Everyone thinks that I'll know what to say to her. I don't know what to say to her." She can't believe people think she's "dark and twisty," and if she is, it's because she lives her life under a banner of avoidance. Callie just stirs her food. "I'm an avoider," Meredith repeats. Someone calls hello from the hallway, and...it's Finn! Meredith is all, "Hey! Uh, I've gotta go check on Izzie." Avoider, indeed.
Callie tells Finn not to take it personally -- it's just the doctor thing. "Four years of high school, four years of college, four years of med school. By the time we graduate, we're in our late twenties, and we haven't done anything except go to school and think about science. Time stops, and we're socially retarded." Finn is intrigued, and sits down to hear more. Callie says look at her -- she's in love with a guy who won't say he loves her back, and there she is in his kitchen, cooking, just hoping he comes home and notices her. "I'm a total freak. I'm that girl in the back of the class who eats her hair." Yes, but the hair you didn't eat is very, very pretty. She tells poor Finn that Meredith is seventeen years old -- they all are. "This is high school with scalpels, Finn." He nods ruefully.
Meredith has her turn on the bathroom floor. She tells Izzie she doesn't know what to say to her. Izzie asks, "When Dylan died? When the bomb went off? Did you feel like you were moving in slow motion?" Mere says he was just...there, and then he wasn't, like she blinked and he was gone. Izzie shuts her eyes. "I feel like I'm moving in slow motion. Like I'm moving in slow motion, and everything around me is moving so fast, and I just want to go back. To when things were normal, to when I wasn't poor Izzie lying on the bathroom floor in her prom dress with her...dead fiance." Aw, Iz. She says she's happy to let people hover around her waiting for her to scream or cry or whatever it is she's supposed to be doing if it will make everyone feel more comfortable, and she can play that part. But really, she continues, she doesn't know how to do this, or be this person. "How did this happen? How did we end up here? Why am I alone? Where's Denny?" Meredith is crying now, too, and takes Izzie's hand. She tells her she's not alone, and we leave them like that, lying on the floor holding hands. Damn.