A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I promise they'll get longer!
"I don't dance."
"Yeah, I know. Just listen for a minute…" Cuddy quickened her pace, attempting to keep up with House who had also quickened his.
"What's the use in listening when I'm not interested?" He stopped abruptly, causing Cuddy to almost run into him. He turned around to face her.
"Do you realize what kind of publicity this would be for the hospital? We would have no trouble getting donations for the next 5 years." She tried to sound convincing without begging. "Look, I haven't made any decisions yet either. All I'm asking is that you hear them out. The producers will be here at 3 this afternoon to go over all of the details."
"Oh! 3 o'clock?" He snapped his fingers and put a look of deep disappointment on his face. "Darn it, if it were ANY other time. You see today's the day we find out if Samantha really did sleep with her long lost brother on General Hospital." His facial expression turned to one of pure shock. "You wouldn't want me to miss that now would you?" Cuddy stood there, her mouth hanging open slightly. "Didn't think so. Bye bye Cuddy." House turned and began to walk away, leaving Cuddy standing alone. She wasn't letting him get out of this that easily.
"House!" She called after him, jogging to catch up. He rolled his eyes and turned toward her.
"You do realize that for every second you distract me, my patient gets a second closer to dying don't you?"
"You don't have a patient right now House."
"Hmm…well in that case…TO THE CLINIC!"
"You expect me to believe that you are willingly going to go do clinic duty?"
He shrugged. "It was worth a try."
"House, please. Just come to the meeting. After that, if you still cannot stand the idea we'll talk." She folded her arms across her chest and looked at him.
"I think I'll pass, thanks for the invitation though." He smiled, walking off down the hall.
Cuddy smiled, she had a plan.
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