All right, well, here’s the deal. Um, you have two options. You could, come up to my place… take off all your clothes… shower off the goo, borrow one of my shirts and I’ll cook you dinner. That’s door number one. Door number two… you go home. I, I think you ought to take door number one, because you know, it involves you naked in my apartment. But, you know, that’s just me. – Grey’s Anatomy

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