Isabella looked up, into a pair of electric blue eyes. Ohgawd. Hyperventilate. Breathe. Don't die. She turned around to see if anyone was behind her, and before she could come to the realization that he was talking to her, he said, 'You. In front of me. Yes, you.'
She gulped, tried to smile, but ended up settling for trying to breathe normally. 'Uhm, hi-' (breathe heavily) 'Dr. House, what can I do for you?'
'I just told you to come with me, didn't I?'
'But the paperwork-' she said lamely.
'Leave that to CUDDY to sort out.' He smirked at Cuddy, who turned back from her walk to the office, gave him a 'whatever' look and rolled her eyes. He turned back to her. 'Okay, nurse whatever-your-name-is-'
'Isabella.'
'Right. Nurse – Isabelle, you are going to visit a man who obviously has a psychological problem, which Cuddy, the ray of sunshine in this hospital, insists that he doesn't.'
Ohgawd. His eyes are so blue. And ooh, he changed his cane. Must remember to buy another one like this to add on to my collection.
'Are you listening?' He jerked her out of her stupor.
'Oh, um, yea, sure! But what do I do when-'
'Don't forget,' a voice called out from the hallway. 'You cost us $100million before!'
'Oh, don't dwell on old stuff! Welcome the new things! The new hope! A New Hope, if Star Wars helps you remember better.'
'I don't watch Star Wars. I thought you knew that.'
'Didn't, sorry!'
'Uhm, Dr. House, the patient?'
He looked down at her. Damn, he's tall. 'Upstairs. Follow me.' They turned to the elevator, and remained silent while waiting for it. When they entered it, he asked, 'Do you watch Star Wars?'
'Yea.' Isabella tried to keep her cool. It almost killed her doing that. He is too hot. It must be at least 230degrees here!
'Really? Good. Everyone should. Just that that guy up there, he doesn't. Which is why he has a psychological problem.'
She looked at him.
'Just kidding. Sorry, only my lackeys would understand my completely unique brand of humour.'
Isabella laughed. 'Whatever.'
House eyed her apprehensively. 'What?' she said.
'Nothing. Just checking if you're a good reader. Read me this guy's medical history. I really hate reading.'