'Ahh… quiet, well it's about time.' Thought Dr. Gregory House as he as he leaned back in his chair. It was the first time he'd had the privilege of five minutes of quiet for a very long time. It was always 'test this person for that' or 'that person needs this drug and we need you to approve'. It never ended.
All of a sudden he heard quick sharp footsteps, which meant only one thing. Cuddy. When House heard these footsteps he wondered what she would be wearing today, thinking of the lovely little outfit she had worn last week when she had confronted him about harassing the new female interns. He couldn't help that they were young and attractive. And harassment came naturally to him.
"House!" Cuddy had announced her arrival.
House opened his eyes; his peace and quiet had vanished quicker than he had gained it.
"You wish to annoy me?" he asked mockingly with a slight grin on his face.
"Well, that does sound awfully tempting," Cuddy retorted, she knew that she'd fallen into a trap, but she fought it none the less. "once again I find myself having to come up here and once again, the problem seems to be you, refusing to do you clinic hours."
"Oh, come off it," House said, the sarcasm now clearly and intentionally showing in his voice. "Why do you need me down there? There are plenty of other young, and particularly naïve doctors you pay to work here who DON'T have to stay here all night with the tiring trio."
"House, if by young and naïve you are referring to the new interns, that's exactly why I need you down there, so that you can set an example for them, by letting them sit in and take notes on what you do in clinic, then maybe when they're fully trained, I'll leave you alone." Cuddy could see that House's eyes were wandering, and that she needed to do something quick, before she completely lost him.
She gave him a few seconds, just to show how annoyed she was.
"House!" Cuddy snapped sharply
"What?! You show up in my office, wearing a very well fitting suit, with a low cut shirt, and you expect my eyes to stay above your shoulders?" House said wittingly.
"No, but what I do expect is for you to do your job, if you want to keep it." Cuddy said with a sly grin, "Now get down there before I \have to drag you down there by your ear.
"Oh, yes mum." House scowled.
He stood up and exaggerating his limp, to no avail, hobbled down the hall way to the elevator.