'7:30 already, damn.' Elizabeth thought as she walked into Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. She was running behind and judging by the fact that he was nowhere to be found she figured Dr. Wilson had given up on her and had gone to his office. She walked up to the nurses' station.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for Dr. House's office." Elizabeth said.
"Fourth Floor. Is he expecting you?" The nurse asked.
"Yes, I believe so." Elizabeth replied. With that she walked to the elevators. She crowded in with the others. When she reached the fourth floor she got off and began looking for Dr. House's office. Soon she took a turn and found a door labeled "Dr. Gregory House M.D." She looked in and didn't see anyone in the room.
"We're wasteing our time here with what we don't know. What do we know?" She heard a voice ask from the room that was linked with Dr. House's office. Deciding that the voice belonged to Dr. House she walked into the room.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Dr. Gregory House." Elizabeth said calling the attention of the room to her.
"How clever of you to find the door labeled 'Dr. Gregory House.'" A man with a cane, no doubt House, Elizabeth decided, said.
"I thought so, but I'm obviousally mistaken." Elizabeth replied.
"How's that?" House asked.
"I believe I'm speaking to the wrong Dr. House." Elizabeth said simply.
"And what brought you to that assumption?" House asked.
"I was told that Dr. House was a miserable bastard, and you seem to be nothing, but pleasant, therefore I must be mistaken." Elizabeth explained sarcastically.
House opened his mouth to reply, but he was cut off as Dr. Wilson burst into the room.
"Thank god you found it! I'm so sorry I'm late, I completely forgot you were starting today. Oh, I see you've met Dr. House." Wilson said.
"Who the hell IS this?" House asked.
"Wilson! What the hell is this? Didn't I tell you in specific words, 'anybody, but Elizabeth Cuddy! ANYBODY!'" Dr. Cuddy yelled as she blew into the room wipping around a file.
"Well, don't I feel welcome?" Elizabeth said to herself.
"I interviewed 30 candidates and none of them were as well suited for the position as her. She's in the top of her class, she's got impecable references, and out of all of them I felt she'd be the only one who would be able to hold her own against House." Wilson explained.
"I don't care if she can sing 'Alouette' while on her head. I told you not to hire my sister and you directly disobeyed me." Cuddy said.
"Can you?" House asked Elizabeth.
"Flawlessly." Elizabeth replied without thought.
"Wait a minute, you're Cuddy's sister?" House asked. After seeing Elizabeth nod he turned to Wilson. "You really think she can hold her own against me?" He asked.
"She's done a pretty good job of it so far." One of House's team, a fairly good-looking Aussie, offered.
"What does that mean?" Wilson asked.
"She called me a miserable bastard." House said.
"See, this is why I told you not to hire her!" Cuddy said hitting Wilson with the file.
"I like her, she'll make this place less boring." House said.
"Oh, see, he likes me." Elizabeth said to her older sister in a rather sing-song voice.
"Why was Wilson interviewing for your team anyway?" A young brunette woman, another of House's team, asked.
"He owed me a favor." House said simply.
"He payed me 20 bucks." Wilson corrected.
"I don't mean to break-up the fun, but we have a patient." The final member of House's team said.
"Oh alright, but I'm telling your Mommy that you're a party pooper." House said.