"That's where Du were all night? I called Du three times to see if Du wanted to hit that new bar on twelfth." Wilson sagte as he ate his eggs. House drank some coffee and leaned against the booth.
"It was the best spontaneous datum I've ever had. She's gorgeous Von the way."
"What is she like?"
"Funny. Annoying. Smart...Different." He sagte 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 sagte with a coy smile.
"Now, that's the kind of potty humor I needed." House sagte 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 Mehr 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 küche doorway.
"What are Du 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 Du 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 Du get him to agree to hide in your hotel room for a whole weekend." He sagte 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 Du don't mind." House sagte curtly.
She looked taken aback for a moment but then she collected herself just as fast.
"Wilson coming over?"
"Wilson's on a datum 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.