Author's Notes – Thank you to everyone for the reviews! :D I've got so many prompts to work with...it's exciting! Don't get frustrated if your suggested prompt doesn't come up right away. I'll get to them all eventually!
This chapter's prompt comes from ChocoLover1331.
McDonald's
House sneered at the pimple-faced teenager behind the counter wearing his stained McDonald's uniform. "Are we seriously going to eat here?"
"Is the man that fills himself with booze and Vicodin seriously being picky about his food?" She asked teasingly.
"No, it's just that I like my burgers served without herpes." He eyed a particularly disgusting pock mark just above the teen's lip.
"Oh stop it." She hissed. "I never knew you were so squeamish..." She added more playfully.
"I'll make you a deal." House suggested, appearing very serious.
Cuddy looked at him sceptically. "I'm listening."
"I'll buy us both dinner if you promise to never eat here again."
She chewed her lip, giving his offer consideration. "Not good enough." She finally replied.
He narrowed his eyes. "Name your price, woman."
"You cook us dinner. No microwaves or take-out food."
Taking one last look at the greasy teenagers bumming around behind the counter he sighed. "Fine." He conceded. "But just remember that you brought this upon yourself."