"House, can you look at-What are those?"
"Wings."
"And, why do you have wings?"
"I don't really know. But they match my hair."
"That's great, House, but we should really worry why you have wings and what people will think."
"Why do you think I have the blinds closed?"
"Good point. And why do you have your clothes off?"
"I have my pants on. Do you really think I'd let these things ruin my shirt? I love this shirt."
"So, you grew them in your office? You didn't come to work like this?"
"No. I was sleeping in my chair when they started growing. I had to throw my jacket and shirt off before they tore them."
"...Can I touch them?"
"What?"
"They look really soft."
"Stop pulling!"
"I didn't know I was!"
"Wilson, I'm not your pet bird. Let go of me."
"We should get these checked."
"I'm not going to the vet!"
"We need to know why they're growing."
"I kind of like them."
"Are you planning to fly away from Cuddy if she wants you to work in the Clinic?"
"I've already tried flying. The ceiling's to low."
"That's bad. I wouldn't want you to cause the hospital more damage."
"This is really rare. I think I'm the first one to have real wings attached to their back without glue. What do you think they'll call me? Do you think they'll name this after me?"
"House, I don't really think the highlight of your life should be having a disorder named after you."
"I wonder what my wingspan is...Can you measure me? I think I have a ruler somewhere in my desk."
"Why do you want to know?"
"So, I can tell everyone."
"This is stupid-"
"Found it!"
"I am not measuring your wingspan!"
"Come on, Jimmy. Hey, let me see you lab coat."
"You hate lab coats..."
"Let me see if I can wear it."
"Why can't you wear yours?"
"It's in the laundry..I going to need a bigger coat. And a shirt with holes."
"I'll go get you a bigger coat-"
"And a different shirt."
"You have-"
"I'm not cutting that up. It's priceless."
"I'll go get you some clothes."
"Just close the door on your way out."
"I'll make sure of it."