"Well, for now she has what she really wants, but who knows if things will stay that way," House stated as he twirled his cane in his hand.
"House, for once just live in the present moment and accept that Cuddy may finally be the mommy she's always wanted to be. Don't jinx her."
"Wilson, I'm not jinxing anyone. It's just plus likely that things won't be happily ever after."
"You're used to unhappy endings so toi think that is the way of life, but toi fail to recognize your own hand in creating many of those endings."
"I didn't destroy my leg ou ask for chronic pain for the rest of my life..."
"But toi did push away the l’amour of your life twice, enrage a patient's husband so much that he shot you, and nearly lose your livelihood and freedom because toi pissed off the wrong cop..."
"Okay, I get it."
Wilson smiled knowingly at his friend.
"So, are toi going to see Cuddy on Christmas?"
"Subtle, Wilson. No. She'll probably want alone time with the baby... Anyway, she probably doesn't want me montrer up..."
"Like that's ever stopped toi before. I'm sure she would want toi montrer up especially after the bureau gesture."
"You know about that?"
"I was there when she discovered it. Her whole face glowed when she saw her old Med school desk."
"So, she did like it," House a dit to himself.
"She didn't tell you? Right after she found out she went to go see you."
"She did?...Oh, she saw..." House put his cane down and sat down at his desk.
"House, what happened?"
"She saw me with Dee-Dee."
"Who?"
"My hired hooker I used to trick Kutner and Taub with."
"Something tells me that she didn't just montrer off her jouer la comédie abilities. Did toi go accueil with her?"
"I had three hours left."
Wilson let out an exasperated sigh.
"No wonder she hasn't a dit anything about the bureau she's pissed and humiliated. Why would toi do that, House? Scratch that. I know why."
"It didn't mean anything. It's not like Cuddy and I are together."
"And whose fault is that."
Wilson shook his head in disappointment and walked out of the office.
House grabbed his tennis ball and stared out the window. It had started to snow.
