"Where were wewe last night?" Wilson asked his best friend as they sat on the ugly machungwa, chungwa couch. House took a sip of soda and leaned back.
"You don't want to know."
"Funny, I thought I did." Wilson alisema as he took the remote from House's hand and turned to ESPN.
"I needed some privacy... and I got it." House answered vaguely.
Wilson rolled his eyes and turned to his friend.
"A hooker? I thought wewe were done with all of that?"
House sighed in frustration.
"God, just because wewe refuse to get laid doesn't mean I have to."
"House, I'm not sure this is good for you..."
"I needed sex. I went to a motel and called for an escort. wewe should be happy that I was considerate enough not to bring her here."
"What about Cuddy?" Wilson suddenly asked.
"She's with Lucas. She's happy and done with me. But that doesn't mean I'm going to continue pining. I'm tired of pining. I've done enough to last me three lifetimes... Anyway, Nolan alisema that I may relapse with the hookers...I am an addict." House stated with an annoyed eye roll.
"How was it?"
House turned to his friend in shock.
"What?"
"Was it as good as before au better? I have a feeling it wasn't very good at all."
House sighed and stood up leaning on his cane.
"I don't need a lecture."
"You don't need it but you're getting one. House, I know you're hurting over losing Cuddy but that doesn't mean wewe have to have meaningless sex to compensate... wewe will find someone who wants wewe just as much as wewe want them and the sex will be a lot better than what wewe had last night."
"I doubt it. Shayla really knew how to push all my buttons." He alisema with a smirk. Wilson threw his hands up in surrender.
"Fine. Don't listen to me. I just think in the end you'll be better off trying to meet someone new than paying for a happy ending."
"You talk about meeting someone to fall for as if it happens everyday."
"Maybe it does and your so full of self-pity that wewe are not open to the opportunity... Come with me to speed dating tomorrow night..."
"Ick. That's sounds as fun as an enema."
"You may meet the inayofuata great upendo of your life au at least a pretty woman who isn't turned off kwa your dirty jokes."
House twitched his mouth and then nodded.
"Okay. But if this doesn't work out I get to keep the machungwa, chungwa kitanda and wewe have to stop complaining about it."
"Deal." Wilson alisema with a smile.
"You know, I am not a Prince Charming. The odds of tomorrow night being remotely successful are slim to none. I will be keeping this kitanda in the end."
"So wewe say."
"Why are wewe so optimistic?"
"Because one of us needs to be."
"You don't want to know."
"Funny, I thought I did." Wilson alisema as he took the remote from House's hand and turned to ESPN.
"I needed some privacy... and I got it." House answered vaguely.
Wilson rolled his eyes and turned to his friend.
"A hooker? I thought wewe were done with all of that?"
House sighed in frustration.
"God, just because wewe refuse to get laid doesn't mean I have to."
"House, I'm not sure this is good for you..."
"I needed sex. I went to a motel and called for an escort. wewe should be happy that I was considerate enough not to bring her here."
"What about Cuddy?" Wilson suddenly asked.
"She's with Lucas. She's happy and done with me. But that doesn't mean I'm going to continue pining. I'm tired of pining. I've done enough to last me three lifetimes... Anyway, Nolan alisema that I may relapse with the hookers...I am an addict." House stated with an annoyed eye roll.
"How was it?"
House turned to his friend in shock.
"What?"
"Was it as good as before au better? I have a feeling it wasn't very good at all."
House sighed and stood up leaning on his cane.
"I don't need a lecture."
"You don't need it but you're getting one. House, I know you're hurting over losing Cuddy but that doesn't mean wewe have to have meaningless sex to compensate... wewe will find someone who wants wewe just as much as wewe want them and the sex will be a lot better than what wewe had last night."
"I doubt it. Shayla really knew how to push all my buttons." He alisema with a smirk. Wilson threw his hands up in surrender.
"Fine. Don't listen to me. I just think in the end you'll be better off trying to meet someone new than paying for a happy ending."
"You talk about meeting someone to fall for as if it happens everyday."
"Maybe it does and your so full of self-pity that wewe are not open to the opportunity... Come with me to speed dating tomorrow night..."
"Ick. That's sounds as fun as an enema."
"You may meet the inayofuata great upendo of your life au at least a pretty woman who isn't turned off kwa your dirty jokes."
House twitched his mouth and then nodded.
"Okay. But if this doesn't work out I get to keep the machungwa, chungwa kitanda and wewe have to stop complaining about it."
"Deal." Wilson alisema with a smile.
"You know, I am not a Prince Charming. The odds of tomorrow night being remotely successful are slim to none. I will be keeping this kitanda in the end."
"So wewe say."
"Why are wewe so optimistic?"
"Because one of us needs to be."