Ah yes, I loved that you guys loved the Mary Poppins thing. I just figured Addison to use a Miranda Bailey phrase.
I'm determined to mine this relationship of Addison and Derek before they...screwed up. Because for at least five years of her life, Addison was (I'm using quotes for a reason) "In love" with him. So...it's a big part of her life. And I can't just ignore that, or else I wouldn't respect myself as a writer. Okay, I'm done.
Sight
She watches him from the observation deck because she has nothing better to do. She watches him probe into the most intimate part of a person's anatomy and try to fix their problems.
"Mr. Joyce? Can you see? How many fingers?"
Mr. Joyce mumbles that there might be three fingers waving in front of his eyes, and Derek's face breaks open into a wide grin.
He pops his neck, catching Addison's eye in the process and raises his eyebrows in a celebratory jig.
And she sees it. She sees it in his eyes, and her heart breaks, she's so in love.
Reference: Mr. Joyce is none other than James Joyce, most well known for writing Ulyesses, a novel which is written entirely in stream-of-conciousness narrative and therefore rather psychological in its approach. I thought Joyce was a more fitting last name than Freud, that's all.