The next time their class rolled around, Greg came in and sat by Lisa. When Jimmy walked in he looked slightly confused.

After making proper introductions, the three just sat there in silence. Once the lecture started, the awkwardness melted away. They started up a game of hang-man and because Greg was in the middle he got to pick the message. First it was "Jimmy smells like cheese." Then "Jimmy wets the bed." Then, "Jimmy is a transvestite." Then, because Jimmy hit him, "Lisa has pretty eyes," which made her blush; "Greg is awesome," which made them laugh; and "This class stinks worse than decomposing mule vomit." By this point Lisa was silently laughing so hard she couldn't breathe. Luckily, the class ended soon after that.

As the three students exited the classroom, Jimmy discreetly hit Greg on the shoulder. Greg turned to Lisa, "So Lisa, it's Friday, and normally Jimmy and I go to this bar...do you wanna come?"

She smiled slightly at his blunt approach. "If you guys don't mind..."

Greg and Jimmy exchanged a look and Greg started to chuckle. "Do you really think we'll mind going out with a girl as hot as you?"

A slight blush covered Lisa's cheeks as she ducked her head. "You think I'm hot?"
"Yeah!" The boys chorused.

"Oh." She looked down at the sidewalk in front of her.

"Is that a bad thing?" Greg asked, looking worried.

"No." She paused, "I just didn't think you guys thought of me like that."

Greg chuckled again, "We'll pick up at 6, alright?"

Three months later

Lisa lay on her bed next to the open window listening to the rain. A storm had moved in bringing thunder, lightning, and pounding rain. It had also caused the night to be inky black.

Greg had lost sight of the road a few times while dropping her off, the rain was so bad. She had insisted that the boys stay the night at her place rather than risk driving home across town. Anna was gone of the weekend with her boyfriend of the week. Even if Anna had been there, she wouldn't have minded. Hell, she'd probably ended up sleeping with one of them.

So now Lisa lay with only a wall between her and the only two guys she'd ever been close to. She hadn't dated much in high school, just a few casual dates, and since graduating, she hadn't dated at all. Over the past few months the boys had managed to extract that fact from her, and she knew they were planning something.

This night when she had come back to the table from the bathroom, the two boys had been earnestly talking. As Jimmy noticed her weaving her way between the small tables, he abruptly sat back in his chair and shut his mouth. Greg quickly looked over and followed suit.

When she questioned them, they made up some story about a hot blonde. Lisa had let it go at the time. What she didn't know was Jimmy and Greg had resumed their conversation on her living room floor.

"Do you think he's really right for her?

Greg propped himself upon once elbow. "I think Erik is perfect. Now we just have to figure out how to get her to go out with him."

Jimmy stared at the dark ceiling, "What if we invited him out for drinks with us while Lisa is there?"

Greg grinned, "Jimmy, you're a genius."

---House---

The next week when Jimmy came up to the door to get her, he stopped for a moment and asked, "Is that what you're wearing?"

Lisa paused, "Excuse me?"

He blinked, "I just mean, maybe you should wear those brown boots instead."

She gaped at him for a few seconds and then turned and went to change.

As they walked into the bar Greg didn't head for their usual table in the corner, but instead he headed for a booth by the door. As they slid into the benches Lisa crossed her arms, "What's going on?"

The boys exchanged a look. "What do you mean?" Greg asked, the picture of innocence.

"I mean that you two have been planning something, and I want to know what it is."

They exchanged another look. "Well..." Jimmy started.

"You see," continued Greg, "we kind of arranged for a friend of ours to meet you here."

"What?"

"We wanted us to set him up with someone...and you're his type, and available."

"I don't like blind dates, and I especially don't like not knowing I'm being set up."

The boys once again exchanged a look and this time Jimmy leaned forward. "We just asked him to come have drinks with us. We'll be here the whole time."

Lisa snorted and started fussing with the napkin on the table. "I can't believe you two...I just...it's nice and everything, but...could you have warned me?"

They both laughed and then Greg's eyes flickered to the door.

"Here he is."

Lisa instinctively tensed as Greg raised a hand to wave. Next thing she knew, she was being introduced to Erik. Tall, dark, melt-in-your-boots handsome, Erik. Seeing her reaction, Greg and Jimmy silently high-fived under the table and declared the introduction a success.

---House---

Greg called her the next day, "What do you think?"

"Well..." She paused.

He outright laughed, "I saw your face. You like him!"

Lisa had to chuckle, "Just promise me you'll never set me up again."

Greg snorted, "Hopefully, I won't need to."

"Greg!"

"What?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well, if you and Erik really hit it off, Jimmy and I won't need to set you up on dates."

"I can't believe you're even thinking like that. Normal guys don't think like that.

"I'm not your typical guy."

"That's for certain."