"I'm Arizona, by the way." she offered, as they sat down, waiting for the coffees. Callie ordered a drip coffee while Arizona ordered a chai latte and a slice of banana walnut bread.

"Callie."

"Callie," Arizona repeated, trying the word out. "Is it short for something?"

"No." The brunette stated simply. "Are you named after the state?"

"No," Arizona launched in her memorized explanation. "My grandfather served on the U.S.S. Arizona. He saved 19 men before drowning."

"Named after a battleship…" Callie nodded. "That's an amazing name. Arizona…"

Arizona felt her heart melt for a moment, hearing her name from the ravishing brunette's lips.

"Calliope."

Arizona raised her eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"It's actually Calliope…" the brunette shyly offered. "I just go as Callie."

"Calliope…" Arizona tested her name out. "I think it's absolutely gorgeous," she smiled invitingly. She's so beautiful.

Their orders arrived and Arizona pushed the slice of bread out between them. "Help yourself," she flashed Callie a magic smile, causing Callie's insides to crumble and turn to mush.

"Thanks," Callie broke off a corner and popped it in her mouth, chewing slowly.

"Where do you work?" Arizona awkwardly asked a few seconds later, unsure of how to break the silence.

"Seattle Grace Mercy West—"
"Really?" Arizona began bouncing in her seat. "What department?"

"Ortho," Callie's eyes narrowed, now wondering if she was on a coffee date with a potential psychopath.

"I just transferred there!" Arizona explained excitedly. "Peds!"

"Oh!" Callie started smiling. "Welcome!" She laughed. "My friend I left in the marathon is head of plastics."

"Cool!"

"Cool!" Callie smirked to herself. Who uses 'cool'? She must only hang out with kids… "So did you just move to Seattle? Or did you transfer from Presbyterian?"

"I just moved here," Arizona swirled her latte absentmindedly, trying hard not to stare at the beautiful woman seated across from her. "I start work on Monday. My brother lives in Bellevue and he and his girlfriend dragged me to the movies tonight."

"Ah…are you living there or here in the city?"

"Here in the city, I'm still unpacking actually. I don't start work until next Wednesday. I decided to give myself a few extra days to get situated and actually settled."

"Smart move," Callie absentmindedly took a sip of her coffee. Burning her tongue, she coughed, trying not to choke.

"Need water?" Arizona jumped into doctor-patient mode. Callie held up her hand, shaking her head.

"Nope," she turned bright red, trying not to gasp. "Just too hot and went down the wrong pipe."

"That always sucks," Arizona helped herself to a piece of the banana bread. "How long have you worked at Seattle Grace Mercy West? Were you there before it merged?"

"A couple of years before, yeah."

"Women in ortho are scarce," Arizona studied the beautiful woman across the table. "What made you decide on ortho?"

"I was in Botswana after college with the Peace Corps. Made me want to go to med school." Could have had a stronger ending…Callie kicked herself.

Realizing she wouldn't get a further explanation, Arizona smiled and broke off some more banana bread. Callie felt her stomach tighten when she saw Arizona's smile. No…control yourself. She's probably straight. Forcing herself to stop wondering, Callie asked:

"Why peds?"

"I love tiny humans," Arizona smiled. "They bounce back faster because they believe there's fairy dust in their IV bags, and it is nothing but hardcore."

"Really?" Callie's mouth twitched, trying so hard not to burst into laughter.

"Really," Arizona firmly stated. She checked her phone for any word from Tim.

Callie took this time to check her phone as well and quickly type a message to Mark:

She's awesome.

"Do you think the film'll end anytime soon?" Arizona broke through Callie's mental image of Mark reading her text and thinking of them in bed together.

"Um…there's about an hour and a half left," Callie quickly calculated where the action was when they both left the film.

Arizona slowly let out a sigh while looking at her watch. "Ugh."

"Don't let me keep you!" Callie hastily stated, "If you need to get home—"

"Nononono!" Arizona smiled, "It's just that my brother's girlfriend drove the three of us and I really don't want to hang around, but I have her keys and don't want to leave them here carless."

Callie's mouth began to form words before her brain could compute, "I can give you a lift home," Jeezus, Callie. You've known her for half an hour and you're already offering her a ride.

"No, I couldn't impose on you," Arizona thanked her. Some feedback would be beyond awesome! **cough cough, hint hint** Please. :-)