011 - Post Blue.

[the_house_rules]

[Video.]

[Look, House isn't blue, however that doesn't mean he's any happier or more relaxed. The camera is on House's upper body showing off today's rock and roll t-shirt/blazer combo, and it's clear he's in his room, judging by the guitars on the wall behind him. He leans in, elbows on the table.]

The reports of my smurfiness have been greatly

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[fortytwoseconds]

What kind of work?

[the_house_rules]

Redemption work. You know. The reason we're here kind of work.

[fortytwoseconds]

You mean like picking garbage off the highway?

[the_house_rules]

Is that going to make you become a better person?

[empirical_data]

How unfortunate. It seems that Shego can no longer serve as a tertiary between me and you.

However, congratulations on remedying the problem.

[the_house_rules]

[House smirks, amused by Data's color references. An android who can laugh at himself... how novel.]

Thanks. It feels good to be back. It's not easy being blue.

[He messed up the line but doesn't figure Data's big on Kermit the Frog.]

[empirical_data]

[Its too bad, really. He and Kermit the Frog have a lot in common.]

Are you well, otherwise? No other anatomical incongruities brought about by mischievous counter-attacks?

[the_house_rules]

None that I can tell. I mean, I do kind of prefer to sleep inside shells and I have an overwhelming urge to fight crime.

[Cue Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.]

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[thegooddrjones]

Glad to see you're not blue anymore, House.

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[the_house_rules]

Are you? Because you seemed pretty happy to see I was blue, too.

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[thegooddrjones]

Well, it was pretty funny.

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[the_house_rules]

Just wait.