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CHAPTER TWENTY SIX where the boys are. season three, episode seven.
"OKAY, SUNSCREEN, YOUR INSECT REPELLENT, AND A SHOVEL TO BURY YOUR POOP," Izzie said to George as she handed him his backpack full of camping equipment. From the front door, Derek glared at Burke for inviting the intern on their trip.
"Izzie, I'm not five." George looked down to his jacket. "Zip me?"
Cassie came down the stairs, frowning at the sight of tents and coolers in the living room. "Georgie, what's going on?"
"They're camping," Izzie answered.
Cassie shot her a look. "I didn't ask you."
"We're camping," George repeated, oblivious to Derek wincing as he spoke.
"Camping?" Cassie exclaimed angrily. She turned to Derek, narrowing her eyes accusingly. "I thought that was our thing!"
"It's a guys trip," he defended himself. "Guys, meaning no girls."
"That's sexist," Cassie countered.
"It's not—"
"I can't believe you didn't invite me," she frowned, giving him her signature puppy dog eyes that in the past twenty three years of her life, he'd never said no to.
Derek sighed. "Fine, you can come, but—"
"Give me five minutes!" she interrupted him, racing back up the stairs with a wide grin on her face.
"If Callie calls, tell her I'm a mountain man," George boasted. "Man of the wild, right Dr. Burke?"
Burke leaned over to Derek. "Okay, him, I invited. But you invited Harper, so we're even."
"Izzie baked us treats!" George grinned from across the room.
Derek rolled his eyes. "At least Cassie doesn't bring treats to go camping."
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"I just said we needed an extra tent," George frowned.
Derek, Burke, George, Cassie, and Webber were in the bar, evidently waiting for Joe and Walter to finish packing up.
"Well, it looks like he misunderstood," Cassie smirked.
