Formaldehyde over his M&M's. Oh dear god. And House wouldn't be surprised if the guy had actually eaten them, too.
But, wait, Sacred Heart? House slapped a hand to his forehead and dragged it over his face, looking somewhere between incredibly amused and incredulous. He remembered that name. "Let me guess," he smirked, shaking his head, "You worked with the... what's his name?" House pretended to try remember. "Big guy, addicted to the gym, looks like he belongs in the Village People when his hair gets long. Cox! You would have worked with Dr. Cox?"
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Date: 2007-03-11 11:06 pm (UTC)But, wait, Sacred Heart? House slapped a hand to his forehead and dragged it over his face, looking somewhere between incredibly amused and incredulous. He remembered that name. "Let me guess," he smirked, shaking his head, "You worked with the... what's his name?" House pretended to try remember. "Big guy, addicted to the gym, looks like he belongs in the Village People when his hair gets long. Cox! You would have worked with Dr. Cox?"