Who: House, Foreman; open to all.
Where: House's apartment the day after
he got drunk > Vogler Conference Room.
What: House wakes up in pain in more ways than one/House goes to teach the darn class (though will he actually teach anything is the question).
When: Wednesday 29th March, 2006; arrives to work 10.45AM, late for the class.
OOC: Because it
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Giving a condescending scoff, he replied rudely, “Of course not, you moron.” The kid gave him a peeved, offended look. “Would you have almost liked me out of sympathy if I did?”
The student paused for a moment, clearly taken off-guard by the question. “Sympathy for you, yes,” he replied slowly. “Liked you, no.”
“Sympathy,” House echoed snidely. He tossed his sunglasses on the desk with a clatter and then looked back to the student with the pocket protector. “See, now that just proves you’re a moron. If a patient comes to you complaining of a headache and says he has a brain tumor, would you instantly be sympathetic towards him ( ... )
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