Think of a person, real or imagined. From the following ten things, choose four and in one paragraph each, describe how the person would:

--answer the telephone when a telemarketer calls
--tell a funny story
--dance alone at home
--cry (you pick why)
--argue with a truck driver
--vomit
--flirt with a waiter/waitress
--play with a small child
--eat a lobster
--wake up to have breakfast alone
--prepare to go out for an important dinner

As you write these things, do not name the character's emotional state, i.e., "he is happy," "she is depressed." Try to make me feel the mood by describing the character and his or her situation.

walk up the church stairs to a funeral

The church stairs were long and winding, and House was already late. He was late, for his own father's funeral. And yet, the stairs were the only way for him to get into the chapel. They obviously hadn't made this church "limp-friendly". The stairway was deserted, and he could hear the soft, solemn voices from inside the chapel, offering condolences to his mother. He grimaced, rubbing his thigh, as he looked towards the door at the top of the stairs, seemingly miles away. Stopping, he paused, but only for a moment, and in an instant he was back down the stairs, out of the door, and far, far away from the church.

flirt with a waitress

At first House simply wished to test out his "undeniable charm" on the innocent young beauty who had introduced herself as "Elisabeth, your server for today". Yet, he soon found himself genuinely smiling at her mischevious replies to his taunts. He sent back his meal twice with a glint in his brilliant blue eyes. And every time, she returned with a knowing smile on her face. She was bold, yet not aggressive. Playful, yet not naive. She was professional with just a touch of decadence. Instinctively, he found himself leaving her quite an ample tip.

play with a small child

House's hand seemed gigantic compared to the tiny hands in his own. Somehow he had been tricked by Cuddy to take care of the kid instead of doing clinic hours. As they walked down the hall, the child's small legs kept pace with his laboured steps. They passed the clinic where Wilson and Cuddy cut their conversation short, observing the odd-looking duo, hand-in-hand. House gave them the warmest smile he could muster, causing them to turn away. Waiting until they both turned their backs, House slipped into Cuddy's office, the child in tow. "Alright kiddo, I've got a game for you. First one to find Cuddy's secret panty stash is the ultimate ruler of the universe!"

answer the telephone when a telemarketer calls

Wilson rarely invited House to his home for dinner, and he soon remembered why. They had been interrupted in the middle of their meal by the ring of the telephone. "Aren't you gonna get that, Jimmy?" House was off before Wilson could get a word in. "Good evening, sir. Would I be able to interest you with the exciting savings our company is offering on overseas calls-" "Nope. Don't see the need to talk to foreign devils." "Uh, alright sir, well, we can give you a package made just for you-" "Any way I can save on 1-800 calls?" "Um, excuse me?" "Those sex hotlines are damn expensive. What can you do about that?" "I'm sorry, I'm not qualified to do anything about that, Mr..." "Wilson. Jimmy Wilson." House grinned contentedly as Wilson made a mental note to change his phone number.