[ There is a knock at your door, House. A loud, pounding knock on that heavy wood door that could rouse even the heaviest sleeper. And yes, Mindy knows you're home right now, just as she knows your phone number and your clinic hours and your full name.
Espionage is a specialty of hers, what can I say.
Garbed head to toe in full costume, she's here to bring you a present, not to initiate trouble. Tied in three sets of thick rope, one at his knees, another around his stomach and cinching his hands to his back, the third wrapping his shoulders, there lies James Wilson in the hallway. He's been knocked unconscious, but there's a gag tied around his head for good measure. Merry Christmas? ]
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Espionage is a specialty of hers, what can I say.
Garbed head to toe in full costume, she's here to bring you a present, not to initiate trouble. Tied in three sets of thick rope, one at his knees, another around his stomach and cinching his hands to his back, the third wrapping his shoulders, there lies James Wilson in the hallway. He's been knocked unconscious, but there's a gag tied around his head for good measure. Merry Christmas? ]