A/N: I know there are at least 6 people out there waiting for me to continue, so I will. Try not to laugh too hard, but when I insert song lyrics from Phantom, I may change words (which will be un-italicized) to make it fit the situation. Disclaimer: I don't own House or The Phantom of the Opera.
"Hello," said a nervous Allison Cameron. "Are you Dr. House?"
"Yes," said the surly doctor. "Are you my applicant, Dr….uh…Cameron?"
"Yes."
House looked up from the file he had sitting on his desk. He knew this girl was going to be young, but he didn't know how pretty she was going to be. He hesitated a moment before speaking again.
"You're hired," he said.
"What?" she asked. "How can I be hired already? You didn't even ask me anything. You can't possibly know if I'd be right for your team."
"Believe me, anyone who looks like you is right for my team," House told her.
"Dr. House, I don't understand," Cameron said. "Don't you want to hear some of my credentials?"
"Yeah, sure. That'd be great. Have a seat," he instructed.
Listening to this new doctor ramble on about things he didn't care about was the last thing he really wanted to do. If it would make her shut up, though, and keep him away from the clinic, he was alright with it. Besides, it would give him the chance to see exactly what he'd be in for. And he was loving the view. If she had talent to boot, that was great.
I am your angel of medicine. Come to me, Angel of Medicine.