AN) Takes place a few months after Karen and House meet at PPTH, in the institution. Thankyou for all the great comments everyone!
Somehow all my quotes got deleted, I reposted.
House clicked the door to Dr. Nolans office shut and quirked an eyebrow at the scene before him. Leaning suggestively over the admissions desk was the chest belonging to a woman, who, in the midst of a very boring clinic filled day, had both intrigued and inebriated House. A Miss (Husband had died, she had been quick to point out after they had met) Karen Walker.
"Ive been bad. I might go crazy any minute and tear this place apart." To emphasize her point she yelled "Watch it!" at a random and, oddly skinny man who happened to pass her peripheral.
House watched her badger the nurse at the counter for drugs and then hobbled over. "I thought you were rich. Or was that a lie to get me alone in coma guys room?"
Karen turned away from the nurse, elbow propped up on the counter. "Well," She looked over House with appraising eyes, "If it isnt tall slim and filled to the brim with vicodin. For your information which its not, Im here to visit a friend. Badgering sunny here is just a bonus." She flicked her thumb at the unusually quiet and smiling nurse, who just shook her head in an irritatingly cheery way.
"Yeah, and Im just here because I love institutions in the fall, makes me all tingly and warm inside. And quit checking out my cane."
Karen huffed. "I wouldnt check out your cane if it was the last cane on earth." Karen stalked over and glared at House, "That comment was vaguely sexual, and I am very offended. Ill have you know I am a lady, a lady with manners, and dignity, and, and...Damn your eyes are blue."
House smirked.
Karen backed away and straightened her blouse. "Well, Ill be visiting Dr. Nolan now. Good day street addict." She turned and walked towards the office.
"Meet me later in the yard with that purse/mini-fridge?"
Karen raised her hand without turning. "You know it baby!"
