Brooke’s eyes are on hazel side of green, maybe D40 or D60, but she was annoyingly unaware of that, and used to just tell people she has “brown-ish” eyes.
Ethan was the first one to say she had green eyes and not even in a complimentary way. Here, let’s watch:
THE SCENE: Sometime in the middle of Book 1 (pre-Miami) Brooke sits in the cafeteria filling out a form. She sits alone, but out of nowhere, Dr. Ethan Ramsey comes and sits beside her.
Ethan: [without preamble] Did you finish the release paperwork for—what’s this? Brooke: [side-eyeing her boss, but continuing to do non-work related work at work] Passport application. Ethan: [blinks, then—] You don’t have a passport? Brooke: Er, I did. Ethan: Elaborate. Brooke: [sighs] I had one, it needed to be renewed, I did not renew it, and now I have to fill out an application for a brand new one. It’s all very annoying. Ethan: Ah. But a well-deserved punishment, befitting the crime. Brooke: [stops, sits up straight, then tosses her pen down] Are you trying to imply that not renewing your passport is a crime? Ethan: General neglect of your responsibilities should be illegal, even if it’s not. Brooke: [appears to be mentally reminding herself that this is her boss, bites her lip and picks up her pen. Commences writing, silently.] Ethan: [after a beat,while he continues to watch her write] Perhaps neglect isn’t a crime, but lying on a federal form is. Brooke: [stops again to shake her head exasperatedly, throwing her hands up in the air] What are you talking about?? Ethan: [points] You wrote brown here for eye colour. Your eyes are green. Perhaps hazel in dim light, but assuredly not brown. Brooke: [turns to fully look at him for the first time since he’s sat down] …Huh? Ethan: [rolls his eyes and gets up from the table] Get that release paperwork done for Mr. Platt and save your personal endeavours for your free time—outside of this hospital. [He leaves] Brooke: [bemused, crosses out “brown” and tentatively writes “green”. She puts her pen down afterwards and rests her chin on her hands, contemplatively.]
END SCENE.
There was also this moment:
From the Not Yet Wed asks, which you can read HERE.
