NB: This chapter has elements of racism (House of course!!). If you are easily offended by this please do not read. Thanks!!
Next Scene: Wilson enters Cuddy's office while she is doing paperwork. She has several new patient records and is obviously looking for a new case for House. Cuddy looks up.
Wilson: He's in a coma patient's room eating my lunch. He's got no case and his team have nothing to do.
Cuddy: I'm aware of that. As you can see I'm trying to fix the problem.
Wilson: The coma guy's fiancé came in while I was there. She's blind. God knows what emotional trauma House is putting her through right now.
Cuddy: You weren't there to protect her?
Wilson: Well, no. They both have canes, I-
Cuddy suddenly gets up.
Wilson: (mumbling) -was afraid I'd get hit.
Next Scene: House is in his office on the phone. Cuddy enters.
House: Extra cheese and peppero- (surprised to see Cuddy) Oh! Um, what are you wearing?
House hangs up quickly.
House: Hooker. Thursday night. Very Erotic.
He tries to avoid her glare. Cuddy smiles slightly.
Cuddy: So you met the coma guy's fiancé? How'd you humiliate her? Make her walk into a wall? Trip over your foot?
House: Oh God, who went running to mommy?
Cuddy: I've been trying to get you a new case.
House: So no one's sick this week. I'm okay with being paid for watching TV. We could make it a term in my contract. Where's my pen?
House looks in desk drawer.
Cuddy: No case means clinic duty.
House looks up, horrified.
House: Let me guess. Foreman. Came to steal the TV. Heard everything.
Cuddy: You don't know who told me?
House: Oh come on. I thought you were sharper than that. Of course it was Wilson. The man has emotional problems. He's scared of chicks with canes.
Cuddy: You're doing your regular hours. Triple that if you want your full pay.
House: Plus eight, carry the one… Oh no I'm not looking at disembowelled vaginas for that long.
Cuddy cringes.
Cuddy: Well there's nothing else you can do.
House: (twirls his cane) I've got a case I need to attend to.
Cuddy: What? There's no…
House leaves.
Next Scene: House enters the reception area, where patients are waiting and nurses are hurrying about.
House: (calling out) I need about two or three people, preferably men, possibly black, to do a job for me. There's cash involved. Half of you are just here for the drugs anyway. The cash can help with that.
Four people stand up to volunteer.
House: I'll take you (pointing to a large black man), you (pointing to a man who is obviously a fitness junkie), and you, to make me look good (points to a young attractive blonde who is sitting down).
Blonde: But I wasn't standing.
House: Do you want the money or can't you wait for your wart to be frozen off?
Blonde: How did you…?
House: There's a small one on your knee. You're obviously vain, it's an imperfection. Two and two makes four.
Blonde is shocked into submission. Gets up, and grabs her things.
House: All right let's go and pray.
Heads off with his chosen ones following.