Well this is kind of boring, he thought. He had been at the speed-dating thing for over an hour and one lame woman after another sat in front of him. And when he finally thought that he had a great woman in front of him, she suddenly tells him she worshipped the devil. How desperate am I to let Wilson drag me to this?
He was currently sitting in front of a very young girl. She was young enough to be his daughter. He wasn't even listening to her. If something was going to happen between him and her, it was only going to be a one time thing and he didn't want that. He was finally somewhere in his life, where he wanted something serious. But right now it didn't look promising.
"… So that's when I thought it would be great idea to color my hair blond…" House was nodding giving her he illusion that he was indeed listening. He glanced at his watch and saw only two more minuets to go.
He looked to the next table where Wilson was sitting with the puzzle lady. Should he tell him that she was lying her through all of this? He decided against it, because Wilson had put up with enough of his shit.
And there was the sound he had been waiting for "The time is up! Men please move for the final time to the next table!"
Thank God for that. This was a very bad idea! He stood up without saying anything to Maggie, Mel he knew it was something with an m. He went to his final table which was right behind him.
It was occupied by a beautiful redheaded woman in what he guessed her late 30's. Although she looked young her stunning green eyes gave her away. She was wearing a simple yet elegant red v-neck sweater. The red color suited her perfectly it seemed to give her some kind of sparkle which lit up her whole face. Maybe he would turn on his charm for her a little bit.
"Hi I'm Greg." And then he did something he hadn't done to all the other women. He stretched hid hand out for her to shake.
She looked him up and down. And her eyes seemed to linger on something. He followed her eyes and knew she was looking at his cane. The anger was rising in him and he was ready to leave right this minuet. He had wasted his some of his charm which he needed in case he wanted something from Wilson of Cuddy.
Finally she seemed to come to her senses and extracted her hand to meet his. Which to his surprise was very soft.
"Hi I'm Annette." And again he was surprised with an accent he'd never heard before.
"That's an interesting accent you've got there. Where're you from?" He asked as he took a seat.
"I'm from Denmark. I moved here 6 months ago and some of my friends dragged me here." He liked the accent. It was kind of a cross between German and English.
"Denmark, huh? I thought all the women there were blond and very tall." He smirked at her.
"Ah, you're thinking of Brigitte Nielsen in Beverly Hills Cop. Let me tell you something not all of us Danes are blond. But I should also tell you that my mom is from France." She said return the smirk.
"Can you blame me for assuming you all look alike? There can't be that many people in Denmark!" He smiles for the first time that evening. And it's also his first smile in a very long time.
"Well, you're right about that. But at least I get the feeling you know where Denmark is. The last guy thought is some tropical island near India. He was a real moron." He looks to his left and to his surprise the last guy turned out to be Chase.
"Oh, yeah him. Sometimes I don't even know why I re-hired him." He mumbles and is a bit embarrassed that he knows that guy.
"Re-hired? What are you talking about?" He tells her about his job and that Chase works for him. He his surprised that he doesn't tell her lie. He is also staring deep into her eyes, he's never seen eyes so green.
"Maybe you should re-fire him. Don't you have to be smart to be a doctor?" She smiles which seems to light up her whole face and if possible her eyes turn even greener.
"Well what can I say, sometimes you hire the wrong people." He didn't want to get into to much of his personal life just yet. Maybe she didn't even like him.
"That's true, but that doesn't explain why did hire him again."
"Ladies and Gentlemen the time is up. If the ladies would be so kind to come to this table."
"Saved by a woman. Never thought I would say that one day." She laughed at him, which wasn't much of a laugh more like music to his ears.
And like in a flash she was gone. Didn't even say bye or anything. Now he really felt like he had used his charm to much. But at least he smiled today.
"So did you meet anyone interesting?" Wilson asked as he handed House a beer while they waited for the women to leave the table. It looked like they were filling out cards.
House didn't answer him like so often before. "I did hear that last women laugh at something you said." That got his attention though and he turned to face Wilson. His look softened a bit at the mention of what Wilson has just said to him.
"Aha, so you did meet someone interesting." He said with a smug smile on his face.
"All right men, now it's your turn to come to the table." Again he was saved by the same woman, at least he had some luck in his life.
"All right gentlemen you each get a card where you write the numbers of the woman you're interested in and leave your phone number or email or whatever you feel is appropriate. Then you will give your card to me and I'll give you the cards the women have filled out. And who knows maybe you'll find your perfect woman right here." The woman explained happily and it was driving him mad. He hated happy people. She was probably just as miserable as everybody else here.
And that's when it suddenly hit him he didn't know which number Annette had been. Normally he was pretty good with numbers, but he had been to distracted by her stunning green eyes that he hadn't looked at her number.
"Excuse me," he asked the sickening happy woman "I was wondering if you could help me. I forgot the number of one woman. Her name is Annette, she has green eyes and is wearing a red v-neck sweater." He explained with a smile. Hoping his smile was big enough for her to help him.
She gave him the number and House scribbled his cell phone number on the card.
"All right if you're done you can get the cards from the women who were interested in you and then you're free to go."
He gave her the card, he only had one. And she handed him 3 cards. He didn't want to look at them yet, he wanted to wait till he was alone.
"All right guys I'm heading home. See you there Wilson." And with that he left.
On the way home he wondered if Annette was one of the 3 women interested in him, he also wondered who the other 2 were. He certainly hadn't noticed any other women.
When he got home, he went straight to his bedroom and took the cards out of his pocket. The first woman was Gabrielle, he had no clue who that was. The next one was what he believed the m-girl, how could she have thought he was interested was beyond him. Maybe he shouldn't have nodded as much as he did. And his face turned into a full blown smile the last one was indeed Annette. He even found out that her last name was Nielsen. He chuckled a bit at that.
Now all he had to do was get enough courage to give her a call. Was he ready to go on a date? Did he want to go on a date? Maybe he should talk to Nolan about this in his next session on Thursday.
Maybe this speed-dating thing wasn't such a bad idea after all.