It had been 2 hours, 4 minutes, and 30 seconds give or take a few since Izzie had arrived at work and every second of it had been pure hell on earth. If people weren't whispering about her then they were avoiding her and trying not to stare. She figured that this was going to happen after her mother's drunken rant yesterday but she had never thought that it would hurt so much. She was trying to let it not affect her, she was trying to ignore it but it seemed the whispers were getting louder and louder, almost to the point where they weren't whispers anymore. She was about to go and get an aspirin to fight off the giant headache burning through her head when her pager went off.

Lobby, ASAP.

She looked down at the pager in confusion then headed down stairs. When she got there she expected to see someone waiting with a chart or a patient that wanted to be admitted, instead she saw no one, she was just standing there looking like an idiot. Just when she was going to give up she heard his voice.

"Looking for me?" George said from behind her.

Izzie rolled her eyes and turned around, he was sitting on a bench with two cups of coffee in his hands and a bag of what she figured must be doughnuts or muffins. "You paged me?

He smiled at her and held up one of the coffee's "Coffee?" Izzie looked at the coffee for a moment then looked back it him, still skeptical. "Oh come on! It's just coffee, taking coffee doesn't mean that I expect sex in return it just means that you are tired and need a pick me up."

Izzie took another moment then walked over and sat next to him, "Fine." she took the coffee from his hand and took a few sips.

"Good?"

"Mmm, yeah it's good," she looked over at him and smiled slightly "thank you."

"No problem." George said taking a sip of his. He put his cup down on the bench and picked up the bag and opened it up.

"What's in there? Muffins? Doughnuts?" Izzie asked.

"Nope," George said pulling out a whole small plastic plate, "coffeecake," George stated handing Izzie the plate. Izzie's eyes were huge in surprise; George looked at her and laughed lightly "what?"

"You bought me coffeecake?"

"I made you coffeecake," Izzie's eyes went bigger, "actually I made me coffeecake but I was raised to know that is always nice to share." he said pulling out yet another plate of coffeecake, then he grabbed some napkins and two forks and hand a fork and a napkin to Izzie. She just kept looking at him, "Will you stop that?" he asked.

"Stop what?"

"That creepy staring thing you are doing, it's freaking me out." George said taking a bit out of his coffeecake.

"Sorry," Izzie said looking down at her food and shaking her head "it's just that…" she trailed off.

"What?"

She looked back up at him and smiled "You bake."

"Yeah, so?" George asked in confusion.

"I just didn't know you were a baker," Izzie said taking a bit of her piece "and a really good one at that."

George smiled, "There are a lot of things you don't know about me."

Izzie looked up at him for a moment then back down at her food, "Like what?"

George set his plate down and took a sip of coffee "Like I sing along to 80's music all the time, I love romantic comedies even though I always say my favorite movie is "Die Hard", I could live off of Chinese food, I try to run two miles every morning, and I'm a firm believer in the idea that there is one person in this whole world made for someone else, you know that whole soul mate thing." George explained as he picked up his plate again. Izzie looked at him for another minute or so when George finally said "I told you to stop with that whole creepy staring thing."

"You are so….so…different." Izzie stuttered.

"Thank you?" George joked.

Izzie laughed "No I mean different than what I thought you were like," George smiled at her "I mean you are still a manwhore," his smile faded, "but a manwhore who is also slightly human." Izzie explained.

George smiled again "Well I don't let many people know that, so you should feel special."

"I do." she said, making him laugh lightly as he took another bite of coffeecake. There was a moment of complete silence between them as they ate and watched the people walk past them on there way to do whatever they do. Izzie wanted to ask one more question but was afraid to break the comfortable silence that they had fallen in. She didn't want to be the first to speak.

She didn't have to wait that long for the silence to be broken, George looked over at her then down at her half eaten cake. "Good?" he asked.

Izzie smiled and nodded "Yeah. Yes it is very good." she paused for a moment and looked at him, "Why did you do this?"

"Make the cake? Well I wanted some." George explained, jokingly.

"Ha ha, no mean why did you bring me coffee and coffeecake?" she asked.

George took the last gulp of his coffee then threw it into a near by trashcan, "Because yesterday sucked for you, and I was a part of the reason it sucked for you. I mean I wasn't the one who bad talked you to half of the hospital but I certainly didn't make it any easier for you." George paused "I haven't made it easy for you since I got here."

Izzie looked down at his hand that was resting against his leg, she reached over and entwined her fingers with his, "Thank you," she whispered. George smiled at her and nodded slightly, and they just sat there in silence, a comfortable silence that they both deeply enjoyed.