"Well, I don't know if..."
"Wow, u don't take your time do you? I mean one datum and u think you've got an all access pass to ride the S.S. Cuddy."
"House, what the hell are u 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 meer obvious can it be."
"This was a lunch between Lisa and me. I don't remember sending u 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 acting like an adult."
"I can tell,"Paul zei as he smacked House's hand away from his plate.
"Didn't your mother ever teach u that sharing is caring,"House zei as he started sipping from Cuddy's coke.
"I'm sure u have some clinic hours to finish unless u would like me to add some more, of would u like to be on bed pan duty again?"
"Cuddy, u know what I would like to do..."
"Okay, Lisa maybe we should finish lunch somewhere, anywhere else but here," Paul the P.I. zei as he held out his hand for her to take.
"That's sounds lovely. House, do not follow me."
"Who zei I would. u want to believe that I would follow you. Hell, u 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 zei 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 of anything. He cringed at the thought of Cuddy and funny looking P.I. kissing. She couldn't really like this guy. Could she?
