Disclaimer: Still don't own them...
"Perry, what's this?"
"It's my drawer of shirts Newbie."
"No, what is this shirt? That I'm holding."
"It's a black shirt."
"That says 'Welcome Back Coxer.'"
"So?"
"So, it means you did care! All those years."
"Newbie, it's a shirt. How did you get all that from one shirt?"
"Well, to begin with, you have one. Secondly, it's in the drawer with all the other shirts you wear constantly. Third, it's near the top of the drawer, meaning you see it a lot. And if you didn't want to see it, you'd move it. And if you hated it, you'd throw it away."
"Wow, Elisa. Good to know you passed that class on how to read too much into a single shirt."
"I'm just telling the truth."
"Maybe it was special to me, Monica. It doesn't necessarily have anything to do with you."
"It doesn't?"
"No. The entire hospital was celebrating. It made me realize I was wanted there."
"Whatever. It's because I designed them. Don't try that fake caring thing. It might have worked in the past, but I know you now."
"Damnit."
"You loved me then."
"Newbie, I wouldn't go that far."
"Well you cared. And you knew I had good ideas sometimes."
"How'd you reach that conclusion?"
"Elliot told me. The next day."
"And you still remember that?"
"Well yeah, I remember all your complements."
"That's sad Newbie."
"At least I'm not in denial about what this shirt represented."
"Yes you are Newbie."
Author's note: Anything you guys wanna see? Let me know!