Lucia and House are outside his apartment.

Lucia sits on bike and throws House the spare helmet; she starts the bike smiling to herself. "Do you like Mexican?"

"I saw that smile," House smiles himself. "Yes, I do. You are offering?" He laughs. "But I just want to let know I'm not easy, so don't try any funny business." He puts on the helmet and gets on the bike, sitting behind her.

Lucia responds. "Oh, I won't and I meant food."

House responds back. "Oh, I knew what you meant. But seriously I can't promise I wont try anything myself." puts his hands around her waist.

"You're blunt, aren't you?" She asked, pretty much, already knowing the answer.

"No, not at all." He answers, in a sarcastic tone. "Why? does it bother you?"

"Not if my sarcasm doesn't bother you." Lucia answers.

"Nope." He answers, as he moves one of his hands slightly higher and the other slightly lower.

Lucia smiles, and shakes her head side to side ever so slightly. "Yeah." they drive off.

She pulls up to the best Mexican restaurant in town, by the time she gets there the rain has stopped.

"Oh, I thought you were going to make me a home-cooked meal. You know something special for my birthday, guess I'm not that special." House gives puppy dog look, and sees it's not working so he softly laughs. He's 'bout to get off bike.

Lucia sighs. "Stay on, you're right, It's your birthday." She puts helmet back on. "I can make anything on this menu anyway."

House gives her a weird looking before asking. "How? Your Mexican so you think you can cook all Spanish foods, huh?"

Lucia points to the restaurant behind her. "I am the owner, and top chief here, Mr. Smarty."

"You own this place, it's the best restaurant in town. Wait, you're cheap. You offer to take me to dinner, and it's to a place that you own?" House crosses his arms across his chest. "Rude!"

Lucia laughs while getting on bike. "Yeah, I'm just a big meany." She says smiling.

House remarks. "Yep." He grins. "Well, next to Taco Bell, you're the second best Mexican restaurant." smirks devilishly.

Lucia barks back while smile. "Oh low blow! Well, thanks a lot. And for your information. Taco Bell isn't a Mexican restaurant. It is, in fact, an Americanized Mexican fast food place; Not a Mexican restaurant."

House makes fun of her my mouthing back. "They have tacos, so their Mexican."

Lucia hits him playfully on the arm, before saying. "You are a smartass."

House laughs. "Yeah, well, you're beautiful."

Lucia gives him a weird look, and mumbles. "Beautiful? hardly." Drives to the grocery store.

In the grocery store, House is the first to speak. "What'd you mean by what you said on the bike?"

Lucia responds. "What, about Taco Bell?"

House answers. "No, you know what I'm talking about."

Lucia quickly looks at him then away. "No, not a clue."

House continues. "About you hardly being beautiful."

Lucia's looking around trying to avoid eye contact with him. "You heard that, huh?"

House gives a big sigh. "No, I just brought it up cause I'm old and I'm going nuts."

Lucia smiles. "Well, I meant exactly what I said. So what do you want for dinner?" House starts to raise his eyebrows, but she quickly responds with. "And don't say me."

He lowers them, and thinks. "Okay, well do you have a specialty?"

Lucia looks at him. "Hum, okay. I got it." She goes through the store grabbing random items, House knows of maybe four things she grabbed. "Got it. Now all we need is."

They reach the liquor aisle. Looks House up and down then grabs a bottle of scotch. "I'm guessing you're a scotch man."

House gives her a look. "No, I hate it."

Lucia answers. "Really?" She begins to put it back on the shelf, but he stops her.

House chuckles. "I was kidding!"

Lucia rolls her eyes at him. She grabs bottle tequila, brandy, rum and a 2 liter of Coca-Cola. "You ready?"

House smiles widely. "Are you trying to get me drunk and have your way with me," He looks the other way and sarcastically fake cries. "I beg of you, just be gentle. I am a fragile man." He says, with a sly look on his face.

Lucia laughs hard. "Oh, now I hardly believe that. By the way, you are a dork."

House remarks back. "Hey! I am NOT a whale's penis."

Lucia laughs under her breath. "Mr. Technical!"

House answers back. "Mmhmm."

TBC