Chapter 4 In Which Houses realizes that His Fate is Still in Cuddy's Hands
"Too easy" said House. "What am I committing to instead?"
"It's an opportunity to grow; a chance to improve your interpersonal skills and make new friends."
"Sounds grim," House growled, "and who says I need any new skills or friends?"
"Look House, the Committee left your punishment up to me. For you, suspensions are just vacations. You are rewarded when you're told to stay home. All of your favorite things are there, so where's the punishment? If I withhold your salary, do you care? I doubt it! You are a single man making enough money for a family of six to live quite comfortably on. You won't starve, I'm sure."
Cuddy got up from behind her desk and headed through her office door with House in tow.
"Next to Wilson, your best friend is Coma Guy." She continued, "You need to expand your horizons, and I'm going to help you do that. The people who you will be meeting are very personable. They will look up to you and you will be able to look down your nose at them on a daily basis. They won't even be offended!"
As they walked, House realized that he had never been in this part of the hospital before. Upstairs was pediatrics, maybe he was going to the pediatric morgue. Had he heard about that before? He chuckled to think that Cuddy might think a munchkin morgue would straighten him out. Would he need to talk to the parents of all the dead kids? Crap. That did sound like punishment. Helping with autopsies could be fun, though. He always enjoyed a good puzzle, even the little ones! But wait. The morgue was in the basement. This was still the main floor. Where were they going?