Dr. Greg House, MD

Wilson, I did some laundry. Some of your things weren't salvageable. I replaced them. Don't worry.

I've got an A. I passed. See? You should have just studied. Nothing to it. Of course it really means something negative, it's a curse. The joke is on the deities because that's also the Fonz's favorite letter.

Inara. You're a live still, right?

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Twice now she's stopped by to come and see me. She knows me. I don't know who the hell she is. And every time she was around, I didn't feel right. Now I've got to go back and properly document. It has to mean something. And she knew about Wilson. So, seeing Terminator and Back to the Future enough, she's from the future. A future. The physical effect could be from the created paradox. Not that I know what that feels like.

It's worth documenting.

No jaundice. No Cuddy. It should all be good news.

[ooc; Tags will be picked up later. ...House didn't actually do laundry. He just wanted the network to see ugly, embarrassing things in Wilson's possession. Mild revenge for age curse terrorizing.]

Truth or Dare. Because it isn't just for Madonna. Yikes. That's a bit dated. I'm sure you're used to Gaptooth McFake-accent's more recent stuff. Pity. She used to be naked all the time. The 80s were something.

Mom, you were talking to me about sick idiots. After some consideration I think this needs to be remedied. Even though the prospect of treating an advanced form or going on a doctoral goose chase for nostalgia's sake would perk me up.

EDIT: FREE pizza and soda at the clinic.

Here's the deal. I give you candy left over from Halloween. You shut it and leave. Everyone wins.

It is never lupus. Yes. Bingo. Rightio. Got it. You win. Ha. Ha. Ha.