Two doctors are walking through the halls of Seattle Grace Mercy West
"Owen I think I got it" Callie chuckles.
"It's just that it's your first day and stuff" Owen says, looking down embarrassed.
"Owen, I'm not an intern. I am an attending. I damn good one too, if I remember I think I was told I'm 'the best anybodies seen in a long time' and 'the future'" Callie says with a smile.
"Okay I'll back off, but don't be so full of yourself. Bailey won't like it" Owen warns.
"Who's Bailey" Callie asks.
At the moment a short colored women steps in front of the two doctors.
"Ah, Dr. Bailey, this is our new Orthopedic surgeon" Owen introduces her.
"Don't care. I need you to take a look at this kid Hunt, seventeen broken bones-"
"That would be perfect for Torres" Owen says quickly, then all but runs away.
Bailey stutters as she watches the red head disappear down the hallway.
"Can I see the scans" Callie asks.
Bailey shoots her a dirty look, "No you may not see the scans because you will not be on this case."
With that Bailey turns and leaves.
"Don't worry, she'll warm up to you sometime" A taller blonde man says.
"Callie Torres, Ortho" Callie smiles, sticking out her hand.
"Mark Sloan, Chief of plastics" Mark shake Callie's hand.
"McSteamy" Callie asks with a laugh.
Mark chuckles, "So you must have some friends around here to know that one."
"I have my sources" Callie smiles.
"What else do they tell you" Mark asks, leaning closer to Callie.
"That you'll think I'm hot" Callie smiles.
"Oh" Mark says, leaning back, "I don't know why anyone would think that."
Callie scoffs, "I am hot. I'm a hot Latina, what more do you need?"
"Well sorry" Mark says.
"Callie? Callie Torres is that you" A females voice from behind them calls out.
"Teddy" Callie questions, turning around with a smile.
"Oh my god, you're here" Teddy wraps her arms around Callie in a hug.
"I'm here" Callie repeats, hugging the smaller women too.