"I'm so happy for you guys," Cameron said, as Cuddy embraced her.
"Thank you."
"Can you do me a favor, while you're there? Take lots of pictures," Cameron requested. "I've never been on vacation before."
House stared at her while Cuddy nodded. "Of course. We'll take pictures and bring back souvenirs if we can."
They hugged again as a flight was announced over the PA. Cameron stepped back. "Take care of each other."
House narrowed his eyes at her. "She's got her work cut out for her, if she can't ever let her guard down. But it's worth the reward, right?"
Cameron looked remorseful, betraying the cool tone of her voice. "You really want to piss me off now?"
"You'll exempt me."
"Shut up." She hugged him, and he squeezed her tight, smiling into her hair. She backed off looking surprised. "Have a nice flight. I guess I'll see you next month."
"'Bye, Cameron," Cuddy said, and they walked to the gate. "That was nice of you."
"Can't steal Christmas in April."
"You can in Texas. But we're not going there, are we?"
He looked at her and she drew ahead, raising her brows at him as she passed. He grinned and continued limping after her.
Finding their seats, Cuddy slid in next to the window. Turning her head, she leaned in and spoke quietly to House. "I'm surprised you were able to get a passport."
"Me too."
"And just so you know, House...I do speak French."
He stared at her seductive smile.