"Mr. Truman, I'm sure this must be difficult for you..."
"What's difficult, Robert? And call me Will, please." Will placed a hand over Chase's gently. "This seems much more difficult for you than it is for me. I'm sure we can work it out."
Chase removed his hand, eyes widening. "Er...you're misunderstanding me. Miss Adler is pregnant."
"Well, not with my child. I'm happy for her. Now, onto us..."
Will smiled and wiggled his eyebrows.
Chase looked around them quickly.
Oh, no...
"I'm not..."
"I think your boss would disagree with you."
House smirked from afar.
"Pay up, Wilson."