Cuddy's POV:

I'm at my desk, doing some paperwork, when I hear my assistant talking to someone, who I can only assume is House. A few moments later, I hear my door open and see mini-House walk in; followed by Wilson's daughter (I still haven't found out her name).

"Hi Cuddy!" Caralyn says.

"What do you want, Caralyn. I'm kinda busy with paperwork."

"Well, I just figured that since you haven't met Jimmy's daughter properly, I though I'd introduce you two."

"Okay," I answer, confused. I push my pen and paperwork aside.

"This is Chantal. She's now my bestest friend in the world. She's also in my band."

I glance at the two girls in my office. Caralyn is standing there, looking confident with a slight smirk on her face. Chantal is a little more timid. She nervously glances around my office and I notice her hands starting to tremble. You can definitely tell she's nervous around new people.

"Well, I've got to get going. See you later……Cuddles,"Caralyn states and skips out of my office. Being around House so much is definitely rubbing off on her. I glance at Chantal and she looks panic stricken.

"Hi Chantal. I'm Lisa Cuddy. You can sit down if you want," I tell her and she immediately walks over to a chair, opposite of my desk. She seems to calm down a bit, once she's seated.

"Hi," Chantal says, her voice a little louder than a whisper.

"So, how do you like Princeton so far?"

"It's fine. I'm glad I met Caralyn before school started. It's good to know at least one person around here."

"That's good. Caralyn mentioned that you're in her band. What do you play?"

"Drums," she informs me. She seems more comfortable now, her voice of normal volume.

"Neat. Do you have a drum set in your room?"

"Yeah. Dad bought it for me when we did my room."

"Cool." We seem to be running out of topics to talk about.

"I was just, uh, wondering if you'd like to come over for dinner on Friday. I was gonna make dinner for me and dad, anyways."

"Sure. What time would you like me over?"

"How's 6 sound?"

"Good. Oh, Chantal, one more question. How old are you?"

"15." She gets up and heads towards the door. "One more thing, I'd like you to keep this a secret. I wanted to surprise dad with the dinner."

"I won't tell. See you on Friday."

"Bye," she says and walks out the door. This should be an interesting dinner.

Chantal's POV:

As soon as I'm done asking Cuddy to dinner, I head off to find Caralyn.