House tilted his head, keeping his eyes fixed on Foreman as he spoke. Foreman seemed to think that he hired Terzi to include her in the competition but, while House planned to use his own methods for learning more about her, House had made her a firm offer. As far as he was concerned, the rest of the fellows were competing for one less position. Foreman seemed to have other ideas.
Yeah, definitely other ideas, and, House reflected, not entirely professional, based on the way Foreman leaned close to him. Foreman had barely been around Terzi and he was already bothered by her. He wondered how bothered he could actually make Foreman. Ignoring Foreman's question, and his blatant hint telling him to step out of the apartment, he said, "I gave her a job. Competition rules are still the same. She's just not a part of it."
House gave Foreman a smug look as he shuffled into the hallway. If Foreman was annoyed with all of his games--and House knew that he was--then this should be a welcome change. Not that 'change' or 'consideration' had anything to do with it. Terzi was qualified enough, in his mind; she'd helped his thought process enough while he was in Langley, recognized his ideas, operated as a soundboard, and she'd probably be even better without all the classified bullshit that had gotten in both of their ways. Plus, she was hot, and she'd be a convenient distraction from whatever was going on with Foreman--or might provoke Foreman to act. Either way, House didn't see how he could lose. The only way things might become problematic was if Foreman got his panties bunched enough to run to Cuddy and question his choice, or if the fellows mutinied enough to piss him off. Although, without the fellows, it would leave him where he'd originally wanted to be in the first place: Operating his own department without a handful of annoying fellows. He'd just rather not lose the eye candy.
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Date: 2009-01-07 10:11 pm (UTC)Yeah, definitely other ideas, and, House reflected, not entirely professional, based on the way Foreman leaned close to him. Foreman had barely been around Terzi and he was already bothered by her. He wondered how bothered he could actually make Foreman. Ignoring Foreman's question, and his blatant hint telling him to step out of the apartment, he said, "I gave her a job. Competition rules are still the same. She's just not a part of it."
House gave Foreman a smug look as he shuffled into the hallway. If Foreman was annoyed with all of his games--and House knew that he was--then this should be a welcome change. Not that 'change' or 'consideration' had anything to do with it. Terzi was qualified enough, in his mind; she'd helped his thought process enough while he was in Langley, recognized his ideas, operated as a soundboard, and she'd probably be even better without all the classified bullshit that had gotten in both of their ways. Plus, she was hot, and she'd be a convenient distraction from whatever was going on with Foreman--or might provoke Foreman to act. Either way, House didn't see how he could lose. The only way things might become problematic was if Foreman got his panties bunched enough to run to Cuddy and question his choice, or if the fellows mutinied enough to piss him off. Although, without the fellows, it would leave him where he'd originally wanted to be in the first place: Operating his own department without a handful of annoying fellows. He'd just rather not lose the eye candy.