"So, I was thinking maybe instead of going out for our seconde rendez-vous amoureux, date toi would allow me to make toi a quiet dîner at my place instead."
"Well, I don't know if..."
"Wow, toi don't take your time do you? I mean one rendez-vous amoureux, date and toi think you've got an all access pass to ride the S.S. Cuddy."
"House, what the hell are toi doing?" Cuddy yelled as she watched the diagnostician abruptly sit down and begin eating from her plate.
"I'm having lunch. I mean how much plus obvious can it be."
"This was a lunch between Lisa and me. I don't remember sending toi an invitation."
"Oh, I never get invited to Cuddy's dates. Where would the fun in that be? The best part is seeing that little line form in her forehead when I crash the party. Kind of like the one forming now."
"I'm sorry, Paul. House isn't skilled when it comes to jouer la comédie like an adult."
"I can tell,"Paul a dit as he smacked House's hand away from his plate.
"Didn't your mother ever teach toi that sharing is caring,"House a dit as he started sipping from Cuddy's coke.
"I'm sure toi have some clinic hours to finish unless toi would like me to add some more, ou would toi like to be on lit pan duty again?"
"Cuddy, toi know what I would like to do..."
"Okay, Lisa maybe we should finish lunch somewhere, anywhere else but here," Paul the P.I. a dit as he held out his hand for her to take.
"That's sounds lovely. House, do not follow me."
"Who a dit I would. toi want to believe that I would follow you. Hell, toi want me to follow you."
"Don't follow me," she repeated without hesitation.
House watched as Cuddy took Paul's hand and began to walk toward the doorway. He saw Paul lean into her, whispering something in her ear. Whatever he a dit it was enough to not only make her giggle but to cling closer to him as they disappeared from the room.
House gripped his cane firmer. He rarely heard her giggle like that. He noted that she seemed less self-conscious about the public displays of affection than he would have expected. At least he didn't have to see them Kiss ou anything. He cringed at the thought of Cuddy and funny looking P.I. kissing. She couldn't really like this guy. Could she?
"Well, I don't know if..."
"Wow, toi don't take your time do you? I mean one rendez-vous amoureux, date and toi think you've got an all access pass to ride the S.S. Cuddy."
"House, what the hell are toi doing?" Cuddy yelled as she watched the diagnostician abruptly sit down and begin eating from her plate.
"I'm having lunch. I mean how much plus obvious can it be."
"This was a lunch between Lisa and me. I don't remember sending toi an invitation."
"Oh, I never get invited to Cuddy's dates. Where would the fun in that be? The best part is seeing that little line form in her forehead when I crash the party. Kind of like the one forming now."
"I'm sorry, Paul. House isn't skilled when it comes to jouer la comédie like an adult."
"I can tell,"Paul a dit as he smacked House's hand away from his plate.
"Didn't your mother ever teach toi that sharing is caring,"House a dit as he started sipping from Cuddy's coke.
"I'm sure toi have some clinic hours to finish unless toi would like me to add some more, ou would toi like to be on lit pan duty again?"
"Cuddy, toi know what I would like to do..."
"Okay, Lisa maybe we should finish lunch somewhere, anywhere else but here," Paul the P.I. a dit as he held out his hand for her to take.
"That's sounds lovely. House, do not follow me."
"Who a dit I would. toi want to believe that I would follow you. Hell, toi want me to follow you."
"Don't follow me," she repeated without hesitation.
House watched as Cuddy took Paul's hand and began to walk toward the doorway. He saw Paul lean into her, whispering something in her ear. Whatever he a dit it was enough to not only make her giggle but to cling closer to him as they disappeared from the room.
House gripped his cane firmer. He rarely heard her giggle like that. He noted that she seemed less self-conscious about the public displays of affection than he would have expected. At least he didn't have to see them Kiss ou anything. He cringed at the thought of Cuddy and funny looking P.I. kissing. She couldn't really like this guy. Could she?