It was long past seven when Wilson noticed the incessant bouncing ball that House tossed against the wall when he was thinking had finally stopped. "Hey, are you ready to go?" he asked House, leaning in his office.
House looked up from his computer and glanced at the clock. "Yeah, you're buying me Chinese tonight, right? Three legged cripple discount tonight."
Wilson looked at him with disbelief before giving in. "Sure."
House was quiet the whole way home with the Chinese in the backseat and Wilson knew he was thinking about the last test. Brain scan came out clean, LP had come out clean, the other various blood tests had come out clean. House couldn't yet grasp what was wrong with the young girl. The puzzle grew, and with it, House's interest.