"You say you're not defending them, but that defensive body language doesn't lie," House declared. But good lord, the image of Wilson running around in nothing but a rainbow flag? Okay, so the rainbow flag was fairly ridiculous, but take that away, and... he probably shouldn't be thinking about that right now, however fun the idea might be. House glanced downwards briefly. Down, boy. "Do not talk like that," he complained, "I woke up on the floor of a bar this morning, I'm not up to particularly vigorous thinking right now."
Rubbing a hand over his face, uncaring that he was smudging the blue liquid around and making it worse, House glared at the cauldron. He couldn't be bothered cleaning it up. Ah well, he'd just leave it here and hope it didn't randomly explode. Somebody else would clean it up later.
"Yes, yes, we all know you hate my motorbike," House rolled his eyes, beginning to make his way to the doorway and just automatically assuming that Wilson would follow him. It was neither a denial or a confirmation, though, and House left it at that. They sure as hell weren't going to be walking anywhere on this date, if House had any say in it.
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Date: 2007-03-08 05:40 am (UTC)Rubbing a hand over his face, uncaring that he was smudging the blue liquid around and making it worse, House glared at the cauldron. He couldn't be bothered cleaning it up. Ah well, he'd just leave it here and hope it didn't randomly explode. Somebody else would clean it up later.
"Yes, yes, we all know you hate my motorbike," House rolled his eyes, beginning to make his way to the doorway and just automatically assuming that Wilson would follow him. It was neither a denial or a confirmation, though, and House left it at that. They sure as hell weren't going to be walking anywhere on this date, if House had any say in it.