Cameron walked silently down the corridor of the hotel into the lobby. The boys had gone to the sauna in the hotel and had left her. She sat down on a satin couch and reached for a medical journal propped in her bag. A man with scruffy brown hair and his hands in his pockets caught her eye. She watched him as he walked past, and to her joy, putting on a lab coat as he walked into the hospital. He must be a doctor.
Foreman must have seen Cameron as he came up from the pool area in front of the other boys. House was clearly frustrated trying to carry a large swimming bag and a wet towel on one side with his cane on the other. He was concentrating so hard that when his mobile phone rang he jumped, the wet towel landing on Chase's head, who was walking behind House on the step below.
"Who was that?" Foreman asked Cameron in his non-serious voice.
"Who?" Cameron said shifting slightly in her seat, gazing back into the medical journal. Foreman looked back to House who was still struggling and swearing. Foreman picked up his phone for him which had fallen onto the ground, handing it to House with a sly smile.
"Hello?" House said.
"It's Wilson here, where are you? I just arrived at the hotel," spoke the voice on the other end of the line.
"I'm in a bar surrounded by buxom women," House said, Chase looking up a tad confused.
"No, seriously?" Wilson asked in an annoyed voice. Foreman grabbed the phone from House and put it too his ear.
"We're near the pool door in the maid lobby," Foreman said, trying to be helpful.
"Oh yep, I can see you!" and then Wilson hung up. Foreman handed the phone back to House who had a rather sour look on his face.
"I can look after myself, you know," House said, dumping his wet towel which Chase had put on his bag to Foreman and giving his bag to Chase. He then hobbled quickly over to Wilson who was on the other side of the lobby.
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The next morning in the cafeteria of the hospital the three ducklings of, with Cameron on the laptop making a power point presentation. House was at the hotel buffet pigging out on the complementary food with Wilson. The man Cameron had seen walking out of the Hotel the day before walked past the table, walking over to the cashier.
"Is that him?" Foreman asked Cameron.
"Is that who?" Chase asked curiously.
"Two timing on House, tut tut," Forman said with a large grin, "50 bucks if you go ask him out,"
"She won't do it, make it 100," Chase said, egging Cameron on.
"You're on!" She said getting up and walking over to him.
"Did you actually find out if that woman was married?" Chase asked Foreman, taking a bite of his tomato and cheese sandwich.
"Did you find out if your one was?" Foreman asked back. Meanwhile, Cameron had walked up behind him in the queue for the cashier, grabbing a packet of chips to look like she was buying something.
"Awfully long wait, don't you think?" she said trying to be confident to the man.
"Good thing I now have good company," he said, his brown hair falling gently onto his forehead. There was a moment of awkward silence as they took a step forward.
"Dr. Alison Cameron," Cameron said offering a hand, "I'm and immunologist from Princeton Plainsborough Teaching Hospital, here for a conference."
"You are the ones from doctor House's department right? I know doctor Cuddy," he said, "Dr. John Newberry, gastroenterologist," he said, taking Cameron's hand and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Dinner tonight?"
"Ok, where?" Cameron asked looking back to the boys with a big grin and watching their faces turn from huge grins to disappointed frowns.
"I'm working so, how about here at 7pm?"
"Sure!" when she had bought the packet of chips she walked back over to the boys, who reached into their wallets. 150 will buy a nice pair of shoes, she thought to herself, sitting down at the table again.
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