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