"Who'd you have to sell your soul to to get tonight off, Torres?" Mark jokingly asked, looking back over his shoulder at his friend as they sidled along the row of theater seats.

"Very funny, Mark," Callie laughed. "I think it should be more like, 'How'd you get Lexie to let you go out on your night off?'"

"Ouch." Mark stopped, staring out at the screen. "Here?"

"Fine by me," Callie dipped her hand into the popcorn bag Mark held before sitting down in a seat.

"But seriously," Mark sat down besides her, crossing his legs. "Webber?"

"No…" Callie neatly caught a piece of popcorn she flipped in the air. "Chang."

"What's he got you doing?"

"Not showing my mug around him for the next month," Callie smirked. "That'll be easy."

"Not really," Mark leaned back in his seat.

"Why?" Callie snapped her head to look at him. "What's going on?"

"Um… did Webber not announce it?" Mark looked uneasy. "He's trying to name you head."

"What…" Callie couldn't believe her ears.

"That's the rumor so far," Mark shrugged. "I take no part in gossip."

"You are the gossip," Callie chuckled, her heart still rapidly pounding from the news. She quickly put two and two together. "Really? He's trying to push Chang out?" She grabbed Mark's arm in a vice grip. "That's why he doesn't want to see me! Oh my gosh, it makes sense!"

"She's cute."

"What?"

"Her," Mark nodded across the aisle. Callie followed his gaze and found herself staring at an incredibly skinny brunette, "Yeah, if you like them emaciated and easy to break," she commented.

"No, you dumbass," Mark didn't break his gaze, nodding once more, "wait for it…" Callie stared as well. "Her."

The brunette slid into a seat and sat down, followed by a blonde man and then a blonde woman, She had on blue jeans and a red jacket, her curled locks barely falling past her shoulders.

"Mark, you've got Lexie." Callie nudged Mark, unable to stop staring. The blonde threw her head back and laughed, not loud enough for Callie to hear, but enough for her to hear its geniality.

"It's starting," Mark grew excited as the lights flickered and dimmed.

As the auditorium filled up quickly, Callie lost sight of the blonde. She settled back in her chair, propping a foot up on the back of the seat in front of her.

"Are you excited?" Mark asked. "I'm excited."

"Yeah…" Callie grabbed more popcorn before taking a swig of her beer.