Doc, Doc, Goose
Tara: Anyone heard from Devon tonight?
Meredith: She won’t text me back either.
Kevin: That’s because Jeff went over to check on her.
Tara: WHATTTTT!
Meredith: About time.
Kevin: He just needed a gentle shove.
Tara: I’m gonna call her.
Meredith: Leave her alone, T! She might actually be getting laid.
Kevin: There’s no way in hell she’s going to sleep with him tonight, of all nights.
Meredith: Is someone jealous?
Tara: I’m with Kevin. Devon won’t be able to get it up tonight.
Meredith: Fine. I give him til’ Sunday to close the deal.
Kevin: I’ll take that bet. Dev’s got on that chastity belt from Robin Hood: Men in Tights.
Tara: I’m still with Kev. Except I don’t know what that is.
Meredith: Kevin. You are a fucking nerd. And a hundred dollars Jeff ends Dev’s dry spell by sundown on Sunday.
Kevin: I call.
Tara: I’m in.
No outside involvement though.
Meredith: Obviously. It’s not like I’m gonna handcuff them together naked or something.
Kevin: Oh man. Here we go.
Tara: Ohhhhhh. I remember! Call the locksmith! haha
Meredith: Please don’t humor him, T.