"Alex is moving in?! To this house?!" Izzie exclaimed, bursting into Meredith's room.
"He's taking George's room," Meredith replied calmly.
"Why?" the blonde asked.
"I was asleep a minute ago," Derek groaned, from his position on the bed.
"Uh! And I was naked - in the bathroom - when Alex walked in. I'm lucky I didn't come out of the shower to see him peeing all over the seat," Izzie snapped.
"And we're up," Derek sighed, getting out of bed. He kissed Meredith on the cheek as he went through the door.
"What's wrong with where he was living before?" Izzie asked.
"I don't know where he was living before," Meredith replied.
"Probably a whorehouse," Izzie muttered.
Meredith laughed.
"I can't have him living next door," Izzie continued. "It's weird."
"People are what matters. Alex is one of our people. We can't just leave him out in the cold."
"'People are what matters.' You don't like people. Is this about your mother?" Izzie asked.
"No!" Meredith protested. "I had a near-death whatever and I was dead. And now I'm not. So, I'd like to use this chance I've been given to be more positive. People are what matters. Paint with all the colours of the wind."
"Oh ok," Izzie giggled. "You're crazy now."
Meredith joined in the giggling. "I'm alive."
"Yeah. Ok."