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I might consider a career as a professional singer
Yeah, I’m not sure that’s such a good idea, I’m not a professional or anything..
Is there any need to be? Sometimes the less professional ones end up being the bests, don’t they?
Yeah I guess, sometimes... I might give a little concert some day.
On call tonight
Who wants to grab some coffee?
I would, but isn’t it inappropriate for an intern to have drinks with the chief?
Well considering it’s coffee I don’t think so. Dr. Grey will be joining us too, I’ll meet you both in the cafeteria.
Oh in that case, I'd love to! Which Dr Grey would that be?
On call tonight
Who wants to grab some coffee?
I would, but isn't it inappropriate for an intern to have drinks with the chief?
I might consider a career as a professional singer
That specific patient is a six-year old suffering on a Medulloblastoma. Which you would know if you prepared yourself for rounds.
Oh, her name is Hannah, right? Sorry, I don't know the room numbers by heart yet, but I read her chart. I might sing a little song for her, but only for her.
I might consider a career as a professional singer
We should organize a little charity thing, and you could entertain us all with your singing.
I’ll make sure to talk to Hunt about that.
Yeah, I'm not sure that's such a good idea, I'm not a professional or anything..
I might consider a career as a professional singer
Maybe. But I’m quite sure the patient in room 4938 would love to hear you sing.
Oh and who is this specific patient? And I wouldn't be so sure, I'm not that good at it.
I might consider a career as a professional singer
Nice. We now have a singer in the house.
If you want to call me that... then yeah.
I might consider a career as a professional singer
Oh, I want to listen to that.
Come over to my place sometime and I might give a little concert.
I might consider a career as a professional singer
You sing?
Sometimes, yeah, but I don't usually take it any further than the shower.
I might consider a career as a professional singer
You have impressed me, Thomas, just so you know, that is definitely not easy to do.
Th-thank you dr Shepherd. I guess singing might just be a hobby after all.
I might consider a career as a professional singer
Umm, on the safe side stick to being a doctor. Seattle has enough singer wanna be.
Yeah you might be right there... Just not sure whether I'm as good as that as I am at singing.
I might consider a career as a professional singer
Anyone feel like grabbing a drink tonight?
Brains Cure Brains || Derek & Matthew
"Here’s the thing, I am a little perturbed by some text messages between myself and Dr. Sloan who once worked here so I if I say something a little over the top, just ignore it." Derek smiled at the young doctor with a soft smile. "Now to the rest of the day for you and I is going to be a lot of research and a couple consults. I know that does not sound invigorating to the mind. But I promise later in the week we will be more active with things around here."
Matthew couldn't help but look a little disappointed when dr Shepherd cleared up that he wasn't actually talking about a brain transplant. He could shoot himself for how naive he had been to believe it. But he was an intern and interns were supposed to listen to attendings, right? "Research sounds interesting," Matt assured dr Shepherd with a faint smile on his face. The promise dr. Shepherd made about the rest of the week made Matt light up a bit again. He quickly got to his feet to signal that he was ready to follow dr. Shepherd wherever he went. "So what's first?"
Brains Cure Brains || Derek & Matthew
"Yes, nice to finally put a face to the name. After reading some text messages from Dr. Mark Sloan, I think you and I will be doing a brain transplant. Call and see if we can get a brain in an hour for OR 2." Derek smiled at the young doctor. In all honesty he really had no idea what the rest of the day was going to entail. All he did know that was this intern was definitely rare. He was wanting to learn. "Umm, to answer your question honestly, the rest of the day is going to be quite slow. But I promise it will be worth your while."
Matthew nodded in agreement, it was nice to finally meet dr. Shepherd in person. Not that the magazines hadn't published pictures of the neurosurgeon with the articles about him of course. What dr Shepherd said next, took Matthew by surprise. Had he heard that correctly? "Sorry," he couldn't help but ask, "did you say brain transplant? Like put an actual brain in another person?" His eyes widened by the thought of this surgery and he could only just manage to not let his jaw drop. It didn't really matter what else dr. Shepherd was saying, all that mattered now was that they were doing a brain transplant and they needed a donor, fast. "Um, alright, I'll eh-, I'll see what I can do," Matt said, his head exploding with questions that were too embarrassing to be asked. He had no idea how and where he could get a donor but he denied to show this to dr. Shepherd, he would have to find out via another way, any other way.
Well hello Seattle
I don’t have that big of a family, but the few of them, for the most part, are. And that is right, you better not.
I’m a general fellow.
It's in the genes. I won't, I'll be on the Grey's side forever.
General? That's a great specialty because you get to do so many different things.
