What A Day For A Daydream

January 2

House hadn't seen Cuddy at all since the day before when he was at lunch with Natalie.

"May I help you?" Cuddy asked as House sat next to her in cafeteria. "Please don't tell me any disgusting stories when I am eating."

"Since I had lunch with Natalie yesterday, I thought I should have lunch with you today," House said. "I want to give each of you a test run."

"Which really means you want some of my egg salad sandwich," Cuddy said reaching into her bag to grab another sandwich she had made to save for a snack.

"For me?" House asked as he took it. "You already had this all planned, didn't you?"

"Exactly," Cuddy said. "I knew that you would come and sit down with me for lunch."

"You must be physic," House retorted. "So, did you and Natalie have a little gab fest about me last night?" Cuddy hadn't spoke to Natalie, but wanted to play with House's head. She wanted to have a little fun.

"Maybe," she said sheepishly.

"Was it about orgies?" House asked. He was relived when Cuddy smiled at him for the comment and didn't get up to leave. She must be in a good mood today, he thought.

"No," Cuddy said. "But the idea of a three-way did come up. Natalie is into that." House knew that she was joking, but he really liked how the conversation was going. He had really sat down to eat with her to try to read her.

"Really?" House asked. He started to fantasize about this scenario.

"I'm sure Wilson would go along with you two," Cuddy said starting to laugh.

"Aah," House said shaking his head. "That image may never leave my mind now." Cuddy looked at House. She loved that she could joke with him.

"I often daydream about you three together," Cuddy said. "Sometimes I throw in Cameron."

"If that's too much work, you can always just think of me naked," House said. "I don't want to overstress your mind. I am that kind."

"My mind gets to tired just thinking of you," Cuddy said. "My imagination has to compensate for some things." House stood up and started to undo his pants. Cuddy quickly shot up to quietly yell at him. "What are you doing?"

"I wanted to show you that your mind doesn't need to compensate for anything," House said sitting back down. The look of shock on Cuddy's face turned into a smile.

"You don't have to be that kind," Cuddy said.

"But that was going to be my good deed for the day," House said eating his sandwich again.

"Your good deed can be working in the clinic," Cuddy said. House may have come into work early yesterday, but he didn't get any work done. "These people have no other place to go around here to get medical attention." House looked at her.

"They have other places to go," House said. "They would just have to pay to go somewhere else." House tried to snatch Cuddy's salad.

"Don't," Cuddy said grabbing the salad away from him. House stuck out his bottom lip and gave her puppy dog eyes. He started to flash his baby blues.

"But I'm hungry mommy," House said.

"Not only did you just eat my other sandwich, I saw you eat a hamburger earlier today," Cuddy said.

"I'm a growing boy," House said.

"You are going to grow up fat if you don't stop eating like a hog," Cuddy said.

"I was trying to grow my ass out like yours," House said.

"I guess that's also why you sit around on your butt all the time," Cuddy said slowly putting a bite in her mouth to taunt him. House really wished he was that salad at the moment. He knew Cuddy well enough to know how he could get the salad. The Jewish guilt was always his back-up plan.

"I sit around all day because my leg hurts," House said. "Makes it kind of hard to get runner's legs like yours."

"I didn't mean to be mean House," Cuddy said feeling bad for him.

"There are ways to make it up to me," House said.

"Let me guess," Cuddy said. "One of them would be me giving you my salad." Cuddy held out her salad bowl. House didn't take it. He had other plans on my mind.

"I can think of some other ways," House said.

"Isn't going to happen," Cuddy said knowing that grin on his face. "I would punch you in the leg before that could happen."

"Before what could happen?" House asked innocently.

"I know what's on your mind House," Cuddy said.

"Why, Lisa!" House said. "You have a dirty mind."

"Too many years hanging out with you," Cuddy said as she started to get her stuff ready to leave.

"How many more years will it take before other parts of you will get dirty?" House asked with a giant smile on his face.

"Let's see," Cuddy said. "Mmm…20."

"How about 20 minutes?" House asked. House stood up when she stood up. "20 seconds would be even better."

"I thought we were talking about how many years it would be until then, not how long it would last," Cuddy said with a smile. "Wilson wanted me to look over some things, so I have to go." House blocked her as she tried to leave.

"Same time tomorrow?" House asked.

"Thursday's are when I daydream about Wilson being naked so I can't make it," Cuddy said as she walked past him. House smiled to himself. Then he thought of something.

"Who are you thinking about naked on Wednesdays?" House screamed to her.

"Why do you think I didn't make you go away?" Cuddy said back to him. House made a mental note to make sure he looked good on Wednesday's.