After positioning the patient on the MRI machine Taub and Kutner entered the observation room where they found Wilson asleep His hair was ruffled, his tie undone with the buttons incorrectly matched and his shirt was crinkled. He woke up to the loud thud the door made behind Taub. He had a secretive mannerism about him, almost as if he was hiding a secret from a wild night of partying.
"So what chick were you with last night?" Kutner asked the tired Wilson.
"Why do I feel as if I am in middle school again and why is it any of your business what I do on my night off?" Wilson asked.
"Because that is what we do," Taub chimed in.
"Come on anyone we know Cameron, Thirteen, Cuddy, no let me guess Cut Throat Bitch?" Taub guessed. Wilson started to blush and asked the two boys who knew immediately he was dating Cut throat, "Don't you to have work to do?" in his attempt to scamper out of the limelight.
Kutner put his hand up and said,"Hey what do you think I'm doing?"
"So it is Cut Throat," Taub said giggling like a school girl.
"And what if it is?" Wilson replied.
Kutner still working but enjoying Wilson's embarrassment asked him "If you weren't sleeping with cut throat who would you date?"
Taub interrupted by saying "I'd sleep with Thirteen!" just as Thirteen walked through the door to deliver the results of the blood tests she had been running.
"Am I being talked about in the way I think I am," Thirteen asked and found her answer by the colour of Taub and the gasping for air that Kutner and Wilson were doing.
"Anyway, the results are perfect. Nothing in any shape or form wrong with them!" Thirteen added.
"The MRI shows nothing as well!" Kutner informed her.
"I'll go tell house," Thirteen told the group before blowing Taub a kiss and strutting out the door.
Taub blushed more waiting for the boys taunts and teasing to start.