"Hey Wilson!" House slammed into Wilson's office.

"House, I'm busy." Wilson didn't even look up.

"Yeah, yeah. You'll never believe what I just heard the ducklings say." House grabbed a lollipop and unwrapped it, sitting in a chair with his legs on Wilson's table. Wilson tried to save the lollipop meant for children with terminal cancer, but failed.

"No, I'm pretty sure I won't."

"Cameron said I'd do you before she'd do Chase. And guess what. I happen to know that those two get it off in closets and empty wards, as often as they can."

Wilson looked up, his mouth open, as if unsure how to react. Houses' grin was comparable to the Cheshire Cat's own.

Wilson asked, so quietly, that it was impossible to say for sure if he'd asked at all, "Think they know?"

House grinned. "Nope. They don't have a clue."

Wilson sighed (in relief?) "Feet off the table."

House ignored him. "Dinner?" he asked. Wilson nodded.

"See ya Jimmy," and House left.

Wonder what they'd say if they knew Wilson's phone had been connected to Cuddy's office.

Oh well.

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Love,

Lady Merlin.