Rob pushed open House's door and came in with a huge grin, "You will never guess what happened last night."

Jessica sat at the bar while she waited for the drinks she'd been sent to get. She and her sister were out with some of their east coast friends, and Jessica offered to get the drinks so she could cool off. Dancing both got you hot, and hurt your feet if you were in "death heels". A guy sat down next to her. He looked at her, "Would you like to hear a joke about my penis? Nevermind," he shook his head, "it's too long."

Jessica did a mental eyeroll. Draw back of being a hot girl. She turned to him, "Well I have a joke about my vagina. Oh. Wait," she put her hand out, "you'll never get it." She shrugged a shoulder, then took the four drinks from the bar tender, two in each hand, "Thanks." She stood up and nearly ran into Rob, who was significantly shorter in flats, duck sneakers as always. "Here," she held a drink out to her.

Rob tossed back to the cosmo, dancing being the only time she accepted girly or fruity drinks, then reached for another one. Jessica moved her hand away and gave her look. Rob rolled her eyes, "Come on," she grabbed one of her sister's wrist and pulled her away from the bar.

"No running!" Jessica exclaimed, balancing three drinks while in heels.

House came up behind Cuddy in the clinic and said, "I have proof that Jessica is your biological."

"Really?" She said without looking at him.

"Yes. I think Sadie wanted our offspring in the world without us actually hooking up." He said thoughtfully. "Did one of your eggs go missing a little over 22 years ago?"

Cuddy rolled her eyes, "You know, I think I did misplace one. And Rob looks just like you." She actually kind of did, same color hair in the right light, she and Jessica had his cheek bones, and his nose, except straighter.

"Then there you have it, Sadie stole our genetic information and created super children."

"Did she also grow them in a test tube?"

"Don't be silly," he shook his head. "Surrogacy of course. She had to explain where the kids came from, and just prayed they didn't have blue eyes."

Cuddy rolled her eyes and turned to go into her office, "Do you have anything important to say, or can I get back to work?"

He turned and watched her leave. House put his hand out, "Don't you want to hear the proof of paternity?"

Cuddy sat down at the bar, wanting a moment away from her girlfriends. She looked around. Sadie must have had the same idea, she left about five minutes ago, and Cuddy hadn't seen her since. Cuddy laughed, she was one crazy broad, she'd met her this morning, and by the afternoon, Sadie had decided "we're going to be friends for a long time, probably indefinitely. Scratch that, almost definitely, indefinitely."

A guy a few years older than her sat next to her. "You have a great smile," he told her.

She looked at him, "Thank you."

"Do you like jokes? Cause I would love to get that smile back. I have this one about my oenis, but it's too long." Cuddy rolled her eyes and sighed quietly. "But it could still make you smile."

"Well, I have one about what's in my pants. Hm," she frowned slightly, as if realizing something, "you won't get it." She spun her stool around to leave, but before her feet even touch the floor, she saw Greg House standing infront of her.

He was smiling. She didn't know he did that. She knew he smirked, she'd seen him do it. But he was smiling. His left arm was out to his side, he was letting it drop. "Can I buy you a drink?"