It was three in the morning when the phone started to ring. Wilson tried to ignore it but knew that the person on the other line would persist because only his misanthropic best friend would call him at this early hour.

"House, I was sleeping."
"Lucky you. Nightmares of giant killer mosquitos are keeping me awake."
"The big bad mug, mosquito will leave u alone if u just ask Cuddy out."
"I went to her home pagina and was right there ready to ring the klok, bell but I couldn't...I need some advice here. I mean this is your thing, Wilson."
"House, u have known her for over twenty years if u don't realize what u want from a relationship with her door now then you'll never know. meer importantly, if u still don't have a clue as to how to make that happen then you're really hopeless."
"Yeah, that's real great advice Wilson. Why don't u go tell some of the little Cancer kids that Santa isn't real while you're at it."
"Alright, here's my advice, at work today go talk to her alone in her office. Tell her that u can't stop thinking about her and u want to try going out."
"Couldn't u do it for me?"
"House, I know this is scary for u but it's time to be brave."
"...I saw her through her window. She was reading a book..."
"So?"
"She is so at ease with all of this. I can't sleep but she's going on in administrator mode like we never kissed."
"You're worried that you'll make a big declaration and she won't be interested. Believe me, she'll be interested."
"What makes u so sure?"
"She made so many rationalizations of why u two would never work it gave me the impression that she has thought about u in that way. Anyway, I've always thought she loved you."
"Do u think I love her?"
"Only u know the answer to that, but the fact that u are wondering shows that she's meer than just a passing fancy...Look, u two are the most stubborn people on earth but u get each other. Find some happiness, House."
"Maybe u have something. Maybe I'll talk to her...Goodnight, Wilson."
"Goodnight, House."