When Foreman made a grab for his keys, House tried to keep them away, just for a second, for fun, but Foreman got hold of them too fast. House frowned, pouting slightly, and watched Foreman unlock the door. The frown deepened, and he added a defiant squint, when Foreman tried to tell him that he kicked ass at his make-believe interview. Lately it didn't seem like Foreman was kicking ass at any interview, including the one he'd had--if it had even been an interview, maybe more like a negotiation--with Cuddy.

"Oh, no," House said, following Foreman inside and toward the elevator. He jabbed at the call button with his cane before leaning against the wall. "If you're going to make this story believable, you have to make it clear that yet another employer hated you because you worked for me. Worked like me. You got your ass kicked out the door as soon as I clued them in on your more shining moments."