ugh

Cristina Yang is bartending, so no. I can't [go back to Joe's]. It's too depressing. [...] Yeah, I know. That look on your face? That's how my whole body feels. And not just 'cause Cristina makes the world's strongest drink, but because my aspirational couple has broken up, and they're living on two separate continents. And 'cause I'm dating men who still live with their mother, but they don't admit that on their profiles. They wait. They wait – thank you – they wait until I've spent an hour applying my make-up and driving across town, and then they tell me that small, little detail. Oh, oh. And my star student, my most promising resident that I have ever seen is mixing Irish Car Bombs for a bachelor party over at Joe's Bar. I'm not even gonna mention that she's letting the bachelors feel her up at will, 'cause that just adds insult to injury. Crap, I'm... I'm really drunk.

TEDDY & CRISTINA in 6x16 #which could mean nothing

I show you what I choose to show you, because I'm proud of my body, and you don't get to demand more or sexualize me. figure your shit out.