Foreman reached over quickly and snapped the glove compartment shut before House could see what was in it. He couldn't exactly remember himself. It couldn't be good, no matter what House found. He could feel his face warming, and he was grateful that it didn't really show. Colleagues eating a meal together--yeah, right.
"I don't think Thirteen is quite that gullible," he said. He and House had had their share of meals together, but it usually involved House shooting down his diagnostic suggestions, and it definitely wasn't something that happened outside the hospital. He was starting to wonder whether he was actually on to something. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, frowning lightly. House really would have a case that he was projecting if it turned out Thirteen was out with a friend, or a man. He tried to chuckle. "You're on your own if she comes after you."
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Date: 2008-10-31 07:57 am (UTC)"I don't think Thirteen is quite that gullible," he said. He and House had had their share of meals together, but it usually involved House shooting down his diagnostic suggestions, and it definitely wasn't something that happened outside the hospital. He was starting to wonder whether he was actually on to something. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, frowning lightly. House really would have a case that he was projecting if it turned out Thirteen was out with a friend, or a man. He tried to chuckle. "You're on your own if she comes after you."