Hot Chocolate
Izzie stared down at the cup that was held before her like it was going to bite her.
"You're being rude," Mark informed her.
Izzie gave him a suspicious look. "What is it?"
"Hot chocolate," Mark answered. "I figured I would return the favor. You know, since you bought my cappuccino."
Izzie took the cup and sniffed it. At that point, she was mostly just joking around with him, but he didn't need to know that. "Did you buy one for Alex, too?"
"Nope." Mark gave her a charming smile. "He's not as pretty as you."
Izzie gave him a look that let him know she was completely unimpressed. "So this hot chocolate," she said conversationally. "Does it come with some kind of strings attached?"
Mark tried to look innocent. It wasn't a look that really worked for him. "Strings?"
Izzie raised her eyebrows. "Like I accept this and I'm your slave for the remainder of my internship?"
Mark's look took on a dreamy edge and she gave him a disgusted look. "Hey," he said with a laugh, "you said it, not me. I'm actually very offended. It hurts that you think I nice gesture--such as hot chocolate on a cold day--has ulterior motives."
Izzie took a hesitant sip and quickly looked up at Mark as if expecting him to slap some cuffs on her. "Thank you, Dr. Sloan."
Mark tilted his head slightly in acknowledgement. Then he gave her a wicked grin. "That will be one date, please."
Izzie snorted and turned away. "For that, I'll need something stronger than hot chocolate."