Who thinks next Spring for a wedding?

House stared at the two morons in front of him and thought how best to deal with this. Ideally he would have liked to walk over to Wilson's desk, pull him up by the shirt collar and plant a kiss right smack on his lips, just to show these fools that anything they could do he could do better. When it came to shock, they didn't know who they were dealing with. Looking at his friends face and remembering his thoughts when he lay on the bench, he decided to be much more subtle.

"uhh look at you two sitting their sharing a private joke, how sweet."

Cameron could take this no more. From the looks on everyone else's faces, she was the only one not in the know.

"Yeah guys, care to share, what's so funny."

Chase finished wiping the tears from his eyes and dully obliged.

"I got an interesting phone call from a woman called Prunella on Saturday night. Apparently some cute doctor friend of mine passed on my number to her. Apparently he couldn't use it himself because he was already taken."

This was all he got out before he burst into fits of laughter again. It was at this point Wilson stood up and marched out of the office slamming the door behind him.

How the hell would House make this look like one big joke shared between friends now?

This action stopped their laughing in its tracks. The room was suddenly silent. Painstakingly, silent. House had to think quickly, but luckily he was good at thinking quick. Thinking quick was his middle name.

"You say something to get out of dancing with a fat chick, whose drunk and practically suicidal and all of a sudden the whole room thinks your hobbies include interior designing and going to performances of the rocky horror show."

"So you made it up?"

"Of course I made it up, heelllo I'm mister sarcastic. Don't tell me you thought it was true. Idiots!"

"What was true?"

Cameron still hadn't worked it out or if she had she wanted to make sure.

"That Wilson and House are gay and hot for one another."

Foreman was enjoying every minute of it.

Cameron stood in silence, dumbfounded by the words. Luckily House had another witty comment up his sleeve.

"Well I can't deny he's hot, did you see that sparkly new pen he had dangling over his pocket? And my mother already likes him. I guess it's a done deal. I'll just go find him and we can shake on it. Who thinks next spring for a wedding?"

The three of them just looked at him and with every further sarcastic comment he made, he had banished any belief Foreman and Chase had about the crazy lady's words. Cameron however was a little harder to please.

"If it was all just a big joke then why did Wilson leave the room like that? He looked hurt."

House turned to her and wanted to hit her over the head with the piece of crap he had bought her. He really thought he'd escape the room without having to answer that question.

"Because, his aunt plays canasta with my aunt, well you know how it goes, one thing leads to another and all of a sudden he doesn't have a synagogue to go to any more."

He knew this didn't have the desired affect. It was then that a story Wilson told him that night slipped into his mind and he decided that would put this to rest once and for all.

"He was standing at the bar and two guys…"