greys anatomy
charlie | 11-17

charlotte jacobs being iconic
or
charlotte jacobs out of context

Charlotte sits cross legged on the couch in the attendings lounge, shhhh!" she shushes owen hunt as soon as he enters the room, "you're ruining the vibe,"

"i just—"

"SHHHH!" charlotte points aggressively towards the door.

owen raises his eyebrow but leaves nonetheless.

"...Because i don't like you?" charlotte answers to hunts request of why she won't help him.

"you don't like me because of amelia?" owen guesses.

"i don't like you 'cause you're you." charlotte deadpans, turning swiftly and walking off down the hallway.

Charlotte stabs at a piece of lettuce with her fork. "he called me selfish and competitive. what the hell is wrong with that?"

"I'm not izzie," charlotte reminds karev, recalling what he had told her about his first wife. "i'm not gonna lie on the bathroom floor all day. i have a bed for that."

Charlotte sits in the OR gallery, watching a surgery intensely.

"what's he doing now?" karev inquires, entering the room.

"peeing his pants." charlotte states matter-of-factly. "can someone make popcorn? this is getting good."

Charlotte rolls her eyes at deluca. "i'll give you a hundred bucks if you stop talking."

"you don't even have a hundred bucks."

"i know. i said it because i knew you wouldn't stop no matter how much money i offered you. you're quite the yapper."

Charlotte passes by meredith in the hallway, "you look like crap."

"i look better than you."

charlotte scoffs. "not possible."

Owen tries to give charlotte a pep talk, kneeling down to her level as she remains seated. "charlie, in the wild, wild west there is always a woman in the saloon and nobody messes with her, even though they all have guns."

charlotte is wildly unimpressed. "cause she's a prostitute. the woman in the saloon is a whore, owen."

Charlotte walks into meredith's house, doing a double take at all of the christmas decorations. "it looks like santa threw up in here."

Charlotte rips the comforter off of meredith and climbs on top of her bed. "what-ever. everybody has problems. now get your ass out of bed and get to work."

when meredith doesn't budge, charlotte resorts to literally kicking the surgeon until she gets up. "now! move, move, move!"

meredith opens the door to her bedroom to reveal amelia and maggie leaning right up against it. charlotte exits the room behind her, telling the sisters, "we're good to go."

Alex eyes charlotte. "i saw the whole thing, kid. you can stop pretending."

"oh im not pretending. i'm sad, im very sad." charlotte rests her head on top of her hands, "me so sad," she mimics.

Amelia rolls her eyes. "nothing is wrong with owen, charlie."

"eh, beg to differ." charlotte shrugs. "he could use some sun."

"Charlotte, i didn't mean to make this personal." owen starts.

"you just did, ginger." charlotte spits venomously, marching off.

Meredith honks her horn, growing impatient, just as charlotte throws open the car door and slides into the backseats. "shut up, im here!" the teen immediately rips off her pajama top and bottoms.

meredith does a double take in her rear view mirror, "are you naked?"

"not totally." charlotte shrugs.

maggie turns around in her seat, "oh my
god," she immediately turns back to face the front.

"please tell me your naked butt is not on the seat of my brand new car." meredith begs.

"no, my naked ass is not entirely on the seat of your precious car, mere, i'm not an animal. now are you done looking, or—"

"charlie, my children sit back there."

charlotte slides on her jeans, "you only have a problem if they lick the seats." the teen gestures with a hand, "do they lick the seats?"

meredith is dumbfounded. "she did not just say that."

"just start the car and drive already!" charlotte exclaims, tugging a t-shirt on.