House stopped dead. Then, turning to face the window, he brought his arms up slightly as if he was holding something and made an "ahaa" noise as if he was a member of a church chorus. Cameron, Chase, Foreman, and Wilson all stared at him as if he were insane. And not too tempted to attract his attention either. Spinning on his heel and giving a delighted giggle, which prompted the others to shift away slightly; he added a new line to the whiteboard.

"I knew I forgot something!" House exclaimed cheerily as he stepped back. Peering at the board the group of slightly nervous doctors read, "Turns radio on and off for a specific song with her mind." There was just no response that wouldn't sound condescending to that.

"After she did her magical doohickey, purple light and all, the radio switched on. I want to know why and how, especially since the radio was seven feet away at the time. Chase," said doctor perked, "fetch."

Chase nodded, got up from his seat and walked to the door. Halting in his tracks he turned to House, "Can I have your key?"

House shakes his head, "Nope! That last break in you did could use some work, why you almost got caught! Now hurry it up, don't tell my landlady or the cops I sent you, and have Foreman go with you. Maybe he'll teach you a trick or two about proper B&E. And make it snappy!"

Shaking his head, Foreman just sighed and followed Chase out the door. House turned to the others in the room, only to find that Wilson had slipped out while he was otherwise occupied. Probably a good idea. Pasting a large grin on his face and rubbing his hands together Mr. Burns style he began, "Now my pretty, about the patient." Cameron did not look reassured.

"You rigged my radio!"

"Found that did you. And it took you how long again?"

"That's not the point! You must have been stalking me for awhile!"

"Don't be silly House, I didn't start stalking you until after we met in the bar."

House squinted at her suspiciously, "which bar?"

"The one where you brought me to your apartment and agreed to be my puppy as long as it was mutually beneficial."

"Then how do you explain my jury-rigged radio that night? I didn't see any wires in that cocktail dress of yours."

"I did it afterwards."

"Liar."

"House I evade, misdirect, and outright conceal the truth, nowhere does this imply lying. If I lied to you then this game wouldn't be nearly as much fun."

"Then how did you rig the radio so that it went off right when you needed it to while insisting it happened afterwards?"

"I also never agreed to tell you, simply not to lie."

"Bitch."

"Ass."

"… You're stalking me?"

"You have no idea how much."

"In the shower perhaps?" He waggled his eyebrows.

"Well," and here the Blond grinned wickedly, "now that you don't have trouble walking you really should lay off holding your shower-pipe as you get into the bath. It'll break one of these days if you're not careful. And lay off the Indian food, that diarrhea you had last night doesn't sound healthy at all."

This time House couldn't help it, he stared.

Cameron cradled her head in her hands, Chase and Foreman however, did not look surprised. The newest line to the whiteboard read "time travel", House stared at it and glowered.