095. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

I wouldn't be who I am without looking a gift horse in the mouth. Either someone has paid all women some amount of money to appear attracted or mildly interested or there is a curse going on. Or an out break.

In the event of the first, C-cups and up only.

[ooc; you know you want to.]

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[as_damaged]

[Slick satin in back and lace up front, as evidenced by her dipping collar, and that's all the information he gets to glean at the moment because the hands on her back are a bit of a wake-up call. Not of the we shouldn't be doing this variety, but of the we shouldn't be doing this here and now sort. And so she pulls back, blinking-- not making the slightest effort to remove his wandering hands-- with a rather embarrassed grin.]

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[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Time and place.

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[as_damaged]

After work. Meet you out front?

[She won't be there, sadly; not from lack of intent, or because she forgot, but because unfortunately for House he isn't the only cursed man in the area, and her attention span has flown out the window along with her inhibitions. For the moment, she certainly does mean it, leaning in again almost in spite of herself.]