Meredith’s mother never wanted her and her father was never man enough to hang around. She has a right to be damaged. And us, together? It’s a big step for her. Her best friend gets left at the altar, and all she sees now is, things like this, they don’t work. She panics. She wants this, she doesn’t know how to have it. And you know what? It’s not her fault. So don’t ever talk to me about Meredith Grey again because you do not know what you are talking about. And I don’t want a friend.
|—||Derek Shepherd - Grey’s Anatomy|
MEREDITH: "What did I say?"
MEREDITH: "Seriously, we're taking it slow."
DEREK: "I can take it slow. I can take it incredibly slow."
MEREDITH: "We're taking it slower than that! We're starting fresh!"
DEREK: "And starting fresh means no sex, because..."
MEREDITH: "Because we started with sex last time, and it didn't go very well. Plus the waiting is fun, and we need fun. From now on I want to be bright and shiny."
DEREK: "Mmm... bright and shiny, huh?"