waddling over with a grin, coffee in hand You know, for a pregnant detective, you’re still the calmest person in this room. I’d be threatening people by now.

leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed Don’t encourage her, Lopez. She’s got enough going on without you putting ideas in her head.

from his office doorway, voice flat Chen. Bradford. My office. Now.

lowering her voice, leaning in Grey’s got that look. The ‘something’s about to get real’ look.