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| 3.02 I am a Tree
This ep had pretty much no BGL interaction (wrong, I know  ) there was just this exchange about Izzie:
George: So um--- um, Doctor Bailey…
Bailey: Surgeons don’t say “um” O’Malley. If you wanna be a surgeon O’Malley learn to speak like one.
Alex: Look, he wants you to talk to the Chief about Izzie, see if she can come back.
George: She’s just baking-- a lot of baking and it just seems a waste for all her talented medical skills to go into muffins. We just thought you might be willing to help.
Bailey: Stop talking.
George said she has talented medical skills.. hee. 
Oh, and George is there when Bailey turns up later, but they all leave so Bailey can talk to her.
3.03 Sometimes a Fantasy
Izzie: I’ll see you guys in there.
Meredith: Everything is gonna be fine. Bailey is on your side. And the chief is---well, he’s going to put on his angry face but he’s on your side too.
George: Everybody wants you back in that building.
George: You’ve been standing out here for a while.
Izzie: For a while I stood over there.
George: Maybe you should sit down.
Izzie: I don’t wanna sit down.
George: Maybe you should sit down anyway.
Izzie: Go inside, George.
George: Izzie, seriously…
Izzie: I hate the bride thing. I hate the pictures in the magazines with the girl with the veil and the flowers that she’s sniffing. Like it never occurred to stick her nose in there until there was a camera pointed at her. I hate the idea of bridesmaids. And the colors. And does the bustle make my ass look bigger or smaller. I hate the whole thing. And I never wanted to be that girl, that girl is stupid. And shallow. Why the hell is that girl still running through my head?
George: Izzie…
Izzie: I’m going to do it, George. I’m going to walk through those doors. I just need to make sure that when I’m standing in front of the chief of surgery, I am not thinking about my wedding dress. And that’s gonna take a minute.
Izzie: It's strawberry.
George: It's good.
Izzie: You left spit on the spoon.
George: No I didn't.
Izzie: You did a little.
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