Cuddy was busy taking the meatloaf out of the духовой шкаф, печь when she heard the ever familar thudding of a cane against her front door. Sighing to herself she walked to the door.
"You are early," she сказал(-а) with a scowl.
"You sound disappointed. Usually you're complaining because I'm late," he сказал(-а) walking into her living room and sitting in her recliner.
"I still have to make a vegetable and the рис, райс has another ten minutes..."
"Wow. Ты really put alot into a ужин Ты were blackmailed into having. Interesting."
"Well, I might as well make the best of an annoying situation. I wanted еще than take out tonight," she сказал(-а) as she went back into the kitchen. House slowly followed after her.
"What did Ты tell private dick?"
"I told him I was having ужин with a friend tonight," she сказал(-а) pouring herself a glass of ginger ale. She then pulled out a glass for him.
"Not a complete lie, but not a complete truth. Isn't it a little early to be lying to him?" he сказал(-а) as he took his glass of soda from her.
"Let's watch t.v. for a while," she сказал(-а) with a roll of her eyes.
"Purposely deflecting my question. Interesting."
"I'm not deflecting I just don't think my relationship is your business. Just as your encounters with ladies of the night are none of my business," she сказал(-а) with a smirk as she flipped the t.v. on to an old episode of Will and Grace.
"This is what Ты turn it to? Ты have to be kidding me," he сказал(-а) leaning into the диван, мягкий уголок cushions.
"Oh, Ты don't like? All the еще reason to watch then."
"A lonely Jewish girl in a codependent relationship with a gay man who she used to be madly in Любовь with, yeah why wouldn't I want to watch that. I'm sensing Ты like it because it mirrors one of your past boy toys. He was a little too caring, sympathetic, and interested in your hopes and dreams. Ты loved it until Ты found him in постель, кровати with your hairdresser, Miguel."
"You wish my life was that easy to figure out. After all these years Ты still see me as an enigma," she сказал(-а) with a triumphant smile.
"I have all the important parts of the puzzle that I need to tie in the rest."
"Oh, really? Do tell," she сказал(-а) leaning into the pillows.
"You Любовь what Ты do but Ты still wish Ты were in the trenches figuring out the medical mysteries that I come across every week. Ты want people to look at Ты as a formidable opponent and a woman of great esteem, but Ты are much еще fragile than you'll ever let on. Ты want to believe that you'll get the whole package one day, husband, kids, and hold on to your career with ease, but as Ты approach middle age Ты know the great dream will continue to allude you. Ты overcompensate with tight skirts and obscenely low cut tops that my 'ladies of the night,' would envy Ты for. Ты pretend that Ты have everything under control, which Ты don't because if Ты did then I wouldn't be sitting here with my feet propped on your coffee таблица awaiting a Главная cooked meal."
She watched him lounge with ease as he drank his soda. She could see his eyes smiling with that certain arrogance she had grown accustomed to. He was very pleased with himself.
"Bravo! I wonder how many times Ты rehearsed that little speech? Ты are way too obsessed with me and my life. This breadth of detail doesn't Показать insight into me instead it reveals how Ты can't stop thinking of me," she сказал(-а) with her own arrogant grin.
"Oh, here we go. I'm head over heels in Любовь with Ты and that is why I notice all your annoying habits, flaws, and в общем и целом, общая motivations. I can't just be an analytical genius that likes to screw with people and my boss being the number one person on that list."
"Exactly."
He rolled his eyes at her quick response. He then watched as she started back into the kitchen. He saw her take out some Холодное сердце peas and place them in a pot of water.
"I hate peas," he сказал(-а) with a groan.
"I like them," she yelled over her shoulder.
"Next time make corn."
"There's not going to be a Далее time."
"So Ты say."
"So I know."
He continued to watch her from the corner of his eye as she stirred the rice.
"Is it nearly ready?"
"A few еще minutes," she сказал(-а) as she made her way back to the sofa.
"Want to play truth или dare?" he сказал(-а) with a wink.
"No way. Далее you'll be talking about strip poker. Just watch the t.v." she сказал(-а) as she was about to grab the remote but he took it before she had a chance.
"General Hospital is about to come on Soap Net."
"House! Give me my remote!" she сказал(-а) reaching for it.
"You got to watch your little sitcom now it's my turn."
"No turns. My house. My remote. My choice of shows to watch," she yelled as she reached further across him to get the remote. He hid the remote under his диван, мягкий уголок cushion.
"Now get it."
"Uggh. Ты are such a teenage boy sometimes."
"I know Ты like my antics. Ты wouldn't have played prank war with me a few months назад if Ты didn't."
Smiling she shook her head.
"Sometimes it's fun. But I mostly want to strangle Ты when Ты do some of your little stunts."
"Please. Without my little stunts your life would be a complete bore."
"But less stressful and much easier."
"Easy. Nothing of worth in this life is ever meant to be easy. That's why you're settling isn't it?"
"God, I'm not talking about Paul."
"Look, he's good at what he does. I'll give him that. He's was good company when Wilson wasn't around but he's too simple and manageable for Ты to actually want a long term relationsip with."
"He's not simple. He wanted to be a writer and the dream never materialized. He became a private eye because he still wanted to understand people better. He's learned how important it is to forgive and not to expect perfection. He's..."
"An idiot."
"Why? Why do Ты think that?"
"Because he thinks that believing in less makes him wise. Believing in nothing would be wiser."
"It's good to have faith in people, House."
"But this isn't about faith. He wants to tell Ты what Ты want to hear so that Ты overlook his boring personality. Honestly, do Ты look at him and see your future husband?"
"It's too early for that kind of talk. We've only been dating a short while."
"Bullshit answer."
"Whatever."
"That's your retort."
"Just watch your damn soap opera," she сказал(-а) as she stalked back into the kitchen. She began setting the table. House began watching her again.
"Wilson thinks I miss your cooking," he yelled from the sofa. He saw the tension release from her shoulders as she put the plates down. He noticed a slight smile form on her face.
"You've improved since college."
"Is that a compliment I hear?"
"Is ужин finally ready," he asked evading her question.
"Yes."
He walked into the кухня and sat at the one end of the таблица as she sat at the other.
"I mean anything is an improvement on burnt lasagena and undercooked sausage," he сказал(-а) as he took a bite of meatloaf.
"I never made lasagena before. I was learning. Anyway, Ты still have no idea how to cook anything. Mr. PB and J is a balanced meal."
"I like суп too."
"I rest my case."
"So, what do Ты cook private dick?"
"No."
"Not a yes или no question."
"No еще prying into my relationship. I've already дана too much away."
"Are Ты gonna offer me any liquor? I mean the soda was great but I am a big boy now, Mommy."
"I've got some rum."
"Not my Избранное but it will do."
Cuddy got up and went to the cabinet pulling out a bottle of Puerto Rican Rum. She poured him a glass and then decided to pour herself one.
"Here," she сказал(-а) handing him the glass.
"Good. You're gonna Присоединиться me," he сказал(-а) noticing her glass.
"I could use a drink after all this annoying conversation."
"We should make out," he сказал(-а) abruptly as he watched her finish her drink in one gulp.
"Only in your dreams, House."
"I'm being completely serious with you. We need to see once and for all if there's a spark."
"No we don't."
"You don't want to Kiss me?"
"I don't even want to talk about this any more," she сказал(-а) as she ate some of her rice.
"I want to Kiss you."
She looked up to see him watching her very intently. She searched his eyes for any hint of a joke but found none. He was sincere.
"Stop."
He got up and slowly walked toward her and stood beside her chair.
"Stop? You'll have to be specific. Stop talking. Stop looking at you. Stop..."
"Don't even think about it,"she сказал(-а) standing up Далее to him.
"Think about what? This?"
Before she could respond he placed a soft Kiss against her lips. She responded slowly, surprised by his action.
He pulled slowly from her watching her eyes. She was deifnitely surprised. For all his innuendo and empty challenges he finally kissed her. She never thought he would ever actually do it.
"There was a spark," he сказал(-а) as he looked down at his hands. He suddenly felt very exposed.
"House, I..."
His beeper started to go off at that moment.
"Damn," he сказал(-а) as he read the message.
"You have to go."
"Patient is in cardiac arrest. The drugs aren't working. We missed something..."
He looked at her feeling as if it was the first time he ever saw her. The blush to her cheeks was all his doing. She was just as nervous and vulnerable as he was.
"You better go."
"Yeah."
He started for the door when she yelled at him,
"I'll save Ты some left overs. I know you'll be hunrgy once Ты solve the case."
"If I solve it."
She smiled that knowing smile of hers.
"You will."
"You are early," she сказал(-а) with a scowl.
"You sound disappointed. Usually you're complaining because I'm late," he сказал(-а) walking into her living room and sitting in her recliner.
"I still have to make a vegetable and the рис, райс has another ten minutes..."
"Wow. Ты really put alot into a ужин Ты were blackmailed into having. Interesting."
"Well, I might as well make the best of an annoying situation. I wanted еще than take out tonight," she сказал(-а) as she went back into the kitchen. House slowly followed after her.
"What did Ты tell private dick?"
"I told him I was having ужин with a friend tonight," she сказал(-а) pouring herself a glass of ginger ale. She then pulled out a glass for him.
"Not a complete lie, but not a complete truth. Isn't it a little early to be lying to him?" he сказал(-а) as he took his glass of soda from her.
"Let's watch t.v. for a while," she сказал(-а) with a roll of her eyes.
"Purposely deflecting my question. Interesting."
"I'm not deflecting I just don't think my relationship is your business. Just as your encounters with ladies of the night are none of my business," she сказал(-а) with a smirk as she flipped the t.v. on to an old episode of Will and Grace.
"This is what Ты turn it to? Ты have to be kidding me," he сказал(-а) leaning into the диван, мягкий уголок cushions.
"Oh, Ты don't like? All the еще reason to watch then."
"A lonely Jewish girl in a codependent relationship with a gay man who she used to be madly in Любовь with, yeah why wouldn't I want to watch that. I'm sensing Ты like it because it mirrors one of your past boy toys. He was a little too caring, sympathetic, and interested in your hopes and dreams. Ты loved it until Ты found him in постель, кровати with your hairdresser, Miguel."
"You wish my life was that easy to figure out. After all these years Ты still see me as an enigma," she сказал(-а) with a triumphant smile.
"I have all the important parts of the puzzle that I need to tie in the rest."
"Oh, really? Do tell," she сказал(-а) leaning into the pillows.
"You Любовь what Ты do but Ты still wish Ты were in the trenches figuring out the medical mysteries that I come across every week. Ты want people to look at Ты as a formidable opponent and a woman of great esteem, but Ты are much еще fragile than you'll ever let on. Ты want to believe that you'll get the whole package one day, husband, kids, and hold on to your career with ease, but as Ты approach middle age Ты know the great dream will continue to allude you. Ты overcompensate with tight skirts and obscenely low cut tops that my 'ladies of the night,' would envy Ты for. Ты pretend that Ты have everything under control, which Ты don't because if Ты did then I wouldn't be sitting here with my feet propped on your coffee таблица awaiting a Главная cooked meal."
She watched him lounge with ease as he drank his soda. She could see his eyes smiling with that certain arrogance she had grown accustomed to. He was very pleased with himself.
"Bravo! I wonder how many times Ты rehearsed that little speech? Ты are way too obsessed with me and my life. This breadth of detail doesn't Показать insight into me instead it reveals how Ты can't stop thinking of me," she сказал(-а) with her own arrogant grin.
"Oh, here we go. I'm head over heels in Любовь with Ты and that is why I notice all your annoying habits, flaws, and в общем и целом, общая motivations. I can't just be an analytical genius that likes to screw with people and my boss being the number one person on that list."
"Exactly."
He rolled his eyes at her quick response. He then watched as she started back into the kitchen. He saw her take out some Холодное сердце peas and place them in a pot of water.
"I hate peas," he сказал(-а) with a groan.
"I like them," she yelled over her shoulder.
"Next time make corn."
"There's not going to be a Далее time."
"So Ты say."
"So I know."
He continued to watch her from the corner of his eye as she stirred the rice.
"Is it nearly ready?"
"A few еще minutes," she сказал(-а) as she made her way back to the sofa.
"Want to play truth или dare?" he сказал(-а) with a wink.
"No way. Далее you'll be talking about strip poker. Just watch the t.v." she сказал(-а) as she was about to grab the remote but he took it before she had a chance.
"General Hospital is about to come on Soap Net."
"House! Give me my remote!" she сказал(-а) reaching for it.
"You got to watch your little sitcom now it's my turn."
"No turns. My house. My remote. My choice of shows to watch," she yelled as she reached further across him to get the remote. He hid the remote under his диван, мягкий уголок cushion.
"Now get it."
"Uggh. Ты are such a teenage boy sometimes."
"I know Ты like my antics. Ты wouldn't have played prank war with me a few months назад if Ты didn't."
Smiling she shook her head.
"Sometimes it's fun. But I mostly want to strangle Ты when Ты do some of your little stunts."
"Please. Without my little stunts your life would be a complete bore."
"But less stressful and much easier."
"Easy. Nothing of worth in this life is ever meant to be easy. That's why you're settling isn't it?"
"God, I'm not talking about Paul."
"Look, he's good at what he does. I'll give him that. He's was good company when Wilson wasn't around but he's too simple and manageable for Ты to actually want a long term relationsip with."
"He's not simple. He wanted to be a writer and the dream never materialized. He became a private eye because he still wanted to understand people better. He's learned how important it is to forgive and not to expect perfection. He's..."
"An idiot."
"Why? Why do Ты think that?"
"Because he thinks that believing in less makes him wise. Believing in nothing would be wiser."
"It's good to have faith in people, House."
"But this isn't about faith. He wants to tell Ты what Ты want to hear so that Ты overlook his boring personality. Honestly, do Ты look at him and see your future husband?"
"It's too early for that kind of talk. We've only been dating a short while."
"Bullshit answer."
"Whatever."
"That's your retort."
"Just watch your damn soap opera," she сказал(-а) as she stalked back into the kitchen. She began setting the table. House began watching her again.
"Wilson thinks I miss your cooking," he yelled from the sofa. He saw the tension release from her shoulders as she put the plates down. He noticed a slight smile form on her face.
"You've improved since college."
"Is that a compliment I hear?"
"Is ужин finally ready," he asked evading her question.
"Yes."
He walked into the кухня and sat at the one end of the таблица as she sat at the other.
"I mean anything is an improvement on burnt lasagena and undercooked sausage," he сказал(-а) as he took a bite of meatloaf.
"I never made lasagena before. I was learning. Anyway, Ты still have no idea how to cook anything. Mr. PB and J is a balanced meal."
"I like суп too."
"I rest my case."
"So, what do Ты cook private dick?"
"No."
"Not a yes или no question."
"No еще prying into my relationship. I've already дана too much away."
"Are Ты gonna offer me any liquor? I mean the soda was great but I am a big boy now, Mommy."
"I've got some rum."
"Not my Избранное but it will do."
Cuddy got up and went to the cabinet pulling out a bottle of Puerto Rican Rum. She poured him a glass and then decided to pour herself one.
"Here," she сказал(-а) handing him the glass.
"Good. You're gonna Присоединиться me," he сказал(-а) noticing her glass.
"I could use a drink after all this annoying conversation."
"We should make out," he сказал(-а) abruptly as he watched her finish her drink in one gulp.
"Only in your dreams, House."
"I'm being completely serious with you. We need to see once and for all if there's a spark."
"No we don't."
"You don't want to Kiss me?"
"I don't even want to talk about this any more," she сказал(-а) as she ate some of her rice.
"I want to Kiss you."
She looked up to see him watching her very intently. She searched his eyes for any hint of a joke but found none. He was sincere.
"Stop."
He got up and slowly walked toward her and stood beside her chair.
"Stop? You'll have to be specific. Stop talking. Stop looking at you. Stop..."
"Don't even think about it,"she сказал(-а) standing up Далее to him.
"Think about what? This?"
Before she could respond he placed a soft Kiss against her lips. She responded slowly, surprised by his action.
He pulled slowly from her watching her eyes. She was deifnitely surprised. For all his innuendo and empty challenges he finally kissed her. She never thought he would ever actually do it.
"There was a spark," he сказал(-а) as he looked down at his hands. He suddenly felt very exposed.
"House, I..."
His beeper started to go off at that moment.
"Damn," he сказал(-а) as he read the message.
"You have to go."
"Patient is in cardiac arrest. The drugs aren't working. We missed something..."
He looked at her feeling as if it was the first time he ever saw her. The blush to her cheeks was all his doing. She was just as nervous and vulnerable as he was.
"You better go."
"Yeah."
He started for the door when she yelled at him,
"I'll save Ты some left overs. I know you'll be hunrgy once Ты solve the case."
"If I solve it."
She smiled that knowing smile of hers.
"You will."
