Cameron was in a good place with her life. She thoroughly enjoyed her job, and felt comfortably situated working at Princeton Plains Teaching Hospital. And most importantly- she finally felt as though she'd kicked her schoolgirl crush on the most annoying man in the world- her boss. That's not to say she didn't still care. Quite the opposite- she loved him. But she was content with who they were as a pair. Him as the overbearing boss. Her as the eager student. She finally realized that with a man like him, she would never win, and stopped even trying.
As she got ready for her first date since the dinner with House, she looked forward to it more than she thought she would. Dinner with a nice lawyer she'd met through one of the nurses at the hospital. The thought of a dinner where her date wasn't cataloguing her flaws was nothing to be nervous about. She was smart, beautiful, nice-with a biting sense of humor of her own. If the lawyer didn't like her, she had no doubt she'd find someone who did. Someone who wasn't House.
Wearing a black satin pencil skirt, blue silk top with a black wrap sweater she watched the news, waiting for her date to pick her up. Jason. She looked forward to a man calling her Allison. The only man w ho called her Allison was Dr. Wilson, and she still called him Dr. Wilson. She couldn't yet bring herself to refer to him as James, or even just Wilson. Calling him Wilson or James would invite the raised eyebrow of House, while he puzzled out what brought on the familiarity between the two.
She'd met Jason just once before, at a bar near the hospital. She was there with Foreman and Chase having a few drinks after finishing up with a grueling patient. He was there to catch up with his friend, Julie, a nurse at the hospital. Cameron had noticed him sending looks her way, but thought nothing of it. Eventually Julie had turned around to see what or who her friend was looking at, noticed the three of them at the table, and brought Jason over to introduce everyone. After they left, Jason tried to subtly hint to Julie that she should fix him up with the gorgeous Dr. Cameron. Laughing at her friend's hints, she pulled out her cell phone and gave him Allison's number.
Jason arrived promptly, wearing a dark suit, without a corsage. Even though she thought the corsage was a bit much, it still shocked her that House had thought to do that. She shook her head at herself, and resolved that House should be the last person on her mind tonight. Opening the car door for her, he asked if she'd been to Antonio's, an Italian restaurant known for excellent food. She loved Italian, and said that sounded great. Depending on how dinner went, he planned on taking her to a hole in the wall jazz club- great jazz, perfect ambiance.
Having made reservations- she and Jason were able to be seated immediately. Dinner was going very well. They were both laughing, telling funny stories about their jobs. She indulged him with some excellent House stories, mostly involving his clinic duty. Being the lawyer that he was, he wondered at how Allison's boss still had his medical licence, and could find malpractice insurance. If Jason noticed that much of Cameron's talk was about her infamous boss, and how her face lit up just talking about him, he kept it to himself.
When they finished dinner, they walked down to the jazz club. It certainly wasn't someplace Cameron would have found on her own. The Maitre seemed to know everyone in there, and seat them in the perfect setting for the show. Figuring that Jason had brought his lady friend there on a date, he seated them in the back, a small, lowly lit booth where they could talk without disrupting the other patrons, but still be able to enjoy the show. Slightly awkward with each other in such an intimate setting, they waited for their drinks and watched the band.