Back at PPTH, House, Wilson, and the remaining ducklings are working on a case. Ace was paying attention and researching on her computer. The other two girls didn't look interested.
"OK, I made this program," Ace said. Everyone looked at her.
"What does it do, update every time Hollister adds more clothes?"
"I don't shop at Hollister. It's a list master," she brought the laptop over to the table. "Look at the first symptom on the board. Type in all the most likely causes," Ace looked up at the board. "Rash, what would cause a rash?" The doctors made a list. A long list. "Now, what's next?"
After they made a list for all the symptoms, Ace hit a button. A new page came up with two words.
"Those words were in every list," said Ace.
"That's pretty cool," said Foreman. The doctors ran some tests and one of the diagnoses were correct.
"How did you make that," Forman asked. He didn't believe that a 14 year old could make a computer program that saved someone's life.
"Do you really want me to sit here and explain it to you?"
"No, I just…"
"You're just amazed a 14 year saved someone's life."
"Pretty much," Foreman said again amazed this girl's ability to know what everyone is thinking. "You sure you don't read minds?"
"Oh no, I do. I know exactly what everyone is thinking at all times. I have no need to ever ask questions. Who wants lunch?" Foreman rolled his eyes. She wasn't half as bad as House, but still extremely annoying.
"Me," said House. Everyone decided to go down to the cafeteria.
Once down there everyone got on a lunch line.
"Rueben, dry, no pickles," Ace ordered.
"Nice choice," said House.
"Thanks," she said, she grabbed a tray and paid. They sat at a table in the back.
"Are we at the nerds table," asked Ace after sitting down and the table shifted.
"Oh yes, and them over there they are the popular people, they would never associated with us nerds," said House glaring at Ace.
"Just like high school," said Kristen sitting down.
"Hey be a rebel, sit at a nice table tomorrow," said Katie.
"No, the rebels sit over there," said House, but pointed out no place in particular.
"I don't know, you are wearing that big bad skull shirt," said Ace, Who knows which one I'm talking about? "And Wolf, with her big bad green highlights." She took a bite of her sandwich.
"Yep, I'm a regular rebel," said Wolf rolling her eyes. Ace smiled, and took another bite. "Cuddy, 10 o' clock," she said. House looked up.
"What does she want; we got you off clinic duty this week," Kristen asked.
"How the hell should I know," said House.
"Well, you should, I don't think she is here for Wilson, Wolf, or Foreman."
"House," said Cuddy walking over, "you are being sued."
"Again," the whole table asked at once.
"Who is it," House asked taking the file. Some clinic patient from months ago. The one that lived in Maplewood, and sued every doctor in sight. "Tell Stacy."
"Do you just not care?"
"No I honestly don't."
"You know what, you have clinic duty today."
"No I don't, you gave me this week off."
"I changed my mind."
"You can't do that."
"You three," she said looking at the girls, "make sure he works. He better be there in 30 minutes," said Cuddy as she left.
"Great, more babysitting," said Kristen as the girls got up and threw out their trays.
"Let's go," said Ace.
"No let's hide, in my office quick," said House.
"How 'bout we call Cuddy?"
"No," said House.
"Then to the Clinic," said Ace.
"Fine," he said, and left the cafeteria but went the wrong way.