"That's where Ты were all night? I called Ты three times to see if Ты wanted to hit that new bar on twelfth." Wilson сказал(-а) as he ate his eggs. House drank some coffee and leaned against the booth.
"It was the best spontaneous дата I've ever had. She's gorgeous by the way."
"What is she like?"
"Funny. Annoying. Smart...Different." He сказал(-а) with a far off look.
Wilson smiled in surprise at House's unguarded look.
"Good for you."
House turned his gaze back on Wilson.
"Hey, let's not get ahead of ourselves. I could still severely screw this up."
"I doubt she'll be able to leave your place after she tastes your succulent meatballs." Wilson сказал(-а) with a coy smile.
"Now, that's the kind of potty humor I needed." House сказал(-а) with a chuckle.
"What's her name anyway?"
"Ariel Harrison. She's a frustrated writer. I wonder if that will translate into the bedroom?"
Wilson shook his head.
"Nice try, but I can already tell this woman has become еще than a lustful one-night stand."
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Knock. Knock.
"It's open!" House yelled from the kitchen.
"Hmm, it's smells great in here."
House spun around to find Cuddy standing in the кухня doorway.
"What are Ты doing here?" He asked briskly.
She nervously played with her bracelet as she moved to lean against a counter.
"I wondered how you've been. We haven't really talked since..."
"The conference." He stated finishing for her.
She nodded slowly at him.
"I just want Ты to know I didn't mean to tell him all those things about you."
"It would be weird if he didn't know. I mean how else would Ты get him to agree to hide in your hotel room for a whole weekend." He сказал(-а) nonchalantly as he turned away from her and began to chop up some basil. She moved to stand beside him.
"I am sorry...I don't have to worry about any repurcussions, do I?"
He scoffed at that and turned to look at her.
"I'm expecting company so if Ты don't mind." House сказал(-а) curtly.
She looked taken aback for a moment but then she collected herself just as fast.
"Wilson coming over?"
"Wilson's on a дата with his new neighbor."
"So, who?"
"Greg?!" Ariel yelled from the front door.
Cuddy's gaze turned from him to the front door where she saw a tall, dark-haired, beautiful woman gazing back at her.
"I'm in here! Just follow these kick-ass aromas." House yelled back with a grin on his face.