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Post by Dr. House on Mar 28, 2007 18:41:06 GMT -5
*House stares at the inscription on his office door...He missed his old title as the Head of Diagnostic Medicine. Brushing it off, he opened the glass door and entered his office which looked impossibly identical to his older on at PPTH. He set a few things down then took a seat at this desk...only to be met with a giant stack of folders.*
*After a moment of though, he took stack and dumped it all into his trash bin.* 'Much better,' *he thought to himself as he looked at his clean desk.* 'Hmm...nothing to do now...' *Takes out a comic book from his backpack puts his leg on his desk, leans back on his chair and starts reading...*
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Post by Renn on Mar 28, 2007 18:45:14 GMT -5
Renn arrived at the infirmary early, 8 am, and was surprised to find House in his office. Probably just pleased with himself that he gets to be in charge.
She knocked and went in.
"Good morning, Dr. House!" she said brightly.
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Post by Dr. House on Mar 28, 2007 18:48:48 GMT -5
*Doesn't look up* "Busy. Go...talk to Kate or something..."
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Post by Renn on Mar 28, 2007 18:49:42 GMT -5
"You're reading a comic book!"
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Post by Dr. House on Mar 28, 2007 18:54:00 GMT -5
*Still doesn't look up but immediately answers nonchalantly.* "--And you're calling attention to you bosom by wearing a low-cut top..." *Looks up and smile.* "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought we were having a state-the-obvious contests. I'm competitive my nature."
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Post by Renn on Mar 28, 2007 18:58:34 GMT -5
*glares at him a moment, but decides to ignore his jackassery*
"Well obviously. That's why they make these tops." *flashes him a grin*
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Post by Dr. House on Mar 28, 2007 19:46:06 GMT -5
*House looked up from his comic book again, studies the girl's chest for a moment then glances up at her face with an eyebrow slightly lifted.*
*Flips through comic book and shows her an illustration of some busty super hero.* "Unless you look like that," *Points,* "or Angelina Jolie, wearing that top should be illegal."
*Takes his feet off his desk and sits up.* "Ok," *Sigh* "There's only one way to get you out of here: your assignment for today, my intelligent protege, is to properly gather patient history from that guy that just came in for uncontrolable coughing." *Peers into the infirmary* "And come up with a diagnosis. Text book are over there--" *Sees the guy cough up a small amount of blood.* "And...I think he's coughing up blood. Uh-oh. Better get to it! Shoo!"
*Puts legs back up and continues reading comic book*
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Post by Renn on Mar 28, 2007 21:00:58 GMT -5
Renn glared at him before whirling around and leaving the room.
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Post by Dr. House on Mar 28, 2007 21:12:32 GMT -5
*****THREE HOURS LATER*****
*House is on his couch with the comic book over his face, sleeping......*
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Post by Renn on Mar 28, 2007 21:15:02 GMT -5
Renn opened the door and noticed House asleep.
"House?" She frowned and jabbed him in the ribs with her finger. "House!"
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Post by Dr. House on Mar 28, 2007 21:22:27 GMT -5
*Snaps awake and the comic book falls off his face.* "Jesus! You're done?"
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Post by Renn on Mar 28, 2007 21:25:08 GMT -5
"It's been three hours! You were sleeping so I got coffee. Want some?"
She offered him a cup labeled 'starbucks.'
"I also did the history for the guy coughing up blood."
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Post by Dr. House on Mar 28, 2007 21:34:30 GMT -5
*Blinks, takes the coffee and stares at the label for a second before drinking.*
"And...?"
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Post by Renn on Mar 28, 2007 21:54:50 GMT -5
"Okay, so he said he'd started coughing up blood last night and he thought it might have been like, something he ate, 'cause he usually has chicken but he had fish, because apparently they were out at the grocery store.
"Oh and he has a daughter who's five that plays soccer and she's really cute (he had a picture) and she just got a new puppy and..."
She realized the way house was looking at her.
"No history of hereditary diseases, no cancer in the family and the blood is his only symptom."
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Post by Dr. House on Mar 28, 2007 21:58:38 GMT -5
*Just stares and blinks...*
*Snaps out of it and thinks it would be amusing to ask* "So...what does your genius brain think this father-who-ate-fish-for-dinner has?"
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