Robert Chase.

[neurologist]

Your Vegemite is stinking up the whole Diagnostics office.

Get it out of here, now, or I will take the whole bottle and spread it over the interior of your car. I don't know what it will do to leather, but I'm willing to find out.

Comments

[neurologist]

I've given him two days. That's plenty of time.

You'll really give me backup on this?

[neurologist]

All right, let's go. First one to the parking garage is a lame duck... oh, wait.

You've got the keys to his car? I'm rubbing off on you.

[scared_wombat]

I can see every comment being left here! I'm not stupid, but I'm afraid I can't say the same for you and House. Now you've won yourself a hidden bottle of vegemite in a place where it will cause you the most aromatic harm. Good luck finding it!

And I'm taking public transportation to work now, just in case. Amateurs.

[scared_wombat]

As though you'd really do it.

[neurologist]

This is House you're talking about. Of course he'd do it.