Hello! I wrote this one shot on an idea from my Huddy story, Tension. If you're not familiar with A Bit Of Fry and Laurie, just look up "A Bit of Fry and Laurie: 'Your name sir?'" and "A Bit of Fry and Laurie Hospital Sketch" on YouTube...those are the two sketches I reference in this fic. Anyway, read, review, and check out Tension if you have time! Thanks so much!

And by the way, I do not own Hugh, House or ABOFAL. One can only dream...*drifts off into daydreamville*

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"Cuddy, I need the okay to do a procedure," Dr. House said, sticking his head into Lisa Cuddy's office.

"Go ahead and do it," Cuddy said in a trance before giggling. Her eyes were glued to the TV screen.

"What are you watching?" He let himself in and plopped down on the couch next to her.

"It's an old British sketch show."

"And why are you watching an old British sketch show?"

"Because it's funny. And that one, the one in the police uniform, is sick and came here. Specifically to see you. He's delusional, saying he knew you in a past life. I think his subconscious is just telling him to go to the best doctor around." She barely got the words out of her mouth before she started cracking up.

"N-I-P-P-L-hyphen-E" the goofier looking one was saying. Even House chuckled.

"What's the guy's name?" House asked.

"Uhm…Stephen Fry," she said, glancing at the file sitting on the couch next to her.

"I don't know him. Come to think of it, I don't really know any British people. Unless you count Chase."

They laughed together when the other one, Laurie, 'performed' his address for Fry.

"So what's this thing called?" House asked. He was kind of sucked in. That or he just liked to sit next to the sweet-smelling woman whose thigh was touching his.

"A Bit Of Fry and Laurie."

"That sounds familiar."

"You know what?" Cuddy said, looking at House and then back at the screen. "That one looks a lot like you."

"Fry?"

"No, the other one. Laurie. I think his first name is Hugh."

"Oh. Really?"

"Yeah. You guys have the same eyes, same face. He looks like you did back at Michigan."

"Huh," House replied, not wanting to admit that he saw it too.

"That is so weird," Cuddy said as she compared faces again. "Well, anyway, here's the file. I admitted him just because he was freaking me out a little and I didn't want to talk to him anymore. He's pretty sure you were born in Britain and you went to Cambridge. He thinks you're a boxer and you actually live in L.A." House replied with a raised eyebrow and looked down at the chart. No symptoms aside from the weird delusions.

The next sketch was set in a hospital and started off with the Laurie fellow dressed up as a woman nurse. House chuckled.

"Do you still think he looks like me?" He looked down at her.

"Even more than I originally did," Cuddy replied in a deadpan.

"Well, thanks. I think you just enforced my previously present self-esteem issues," he said sarcastically.

"Knew you had 'em when I hired you."

House's pager started vibrating violently. He sighed and stood, grabbing the file.

"Enjoy your stalker, Mr. Laurie," Cuddy called after him with a laugh.

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