"The 80s were an extremely underappreciated decade." His young adult years were in the 80s! "Pac-Man was released. The first Rubik's cube. Lennon was murdered. E.T. MS-DOS. "Thriller" came out. The Beirut embassy bombing. I will figure out a parody for "We Didn't Start the Fire," Graham Cracker. Don't test me."
You have been warned, Will!
House sits back down and takes up his cup again, leaving the pants in place. "They're more comfortable with my brace, at least. And I never liked wearing skirts, personally."
"You mean you haven't figured out a parody for "We Didn't Start the Fire"?" Will raised his eyebrows in an innocent expression. "Slacker."
He knows this is like waving a red flag in front of a bull, but he's curious to see how far House goes with it.
"As long as I don't ever have to make another walk from the courtyard to my room, in the nude, I'll take the clothing I can get." Don't tell me about the group bath/swim session to come. Allow him his little fantasies of modesty.
He knows he's being baited. It's so hard not to rise to it when it's itching under his skin. The urge is particularly strong when he's got quite a bit of liquor in him.
"Find me a guitar. Or the closest equivalent. I'll serenade you with my rendition version of it an hour after you get that in my hands." If he can get a musical instrument out of this, House is all for this challenge.
"When was the last time you stripped down naked in the courtyard, though? And how did I miss that?" Who does he have to kill to get someone to invent a video camera well before its time?
Will snorted softly, as once again House managed to twist a dare into a win/win scenario for himself. Though the ex-profiler was beginning to feel intrigued enough to wonder what might happen if they were able to get a musical instrument into the doctor's hands.
He'd have to decide if the potential reward was worth jumping through the man's hoops.
Decisions, decisions.
For the time being, he snorted and reached for his glass.
"I haven't. Not since we originally arrived in that state. A record I intend to continue to maintain."
House's special talent is twisting bets and dares into win/win scenarios. It's why a solid majority of the hospital won't play his games.
"You realize that's asking for someone to find a reason to strip you naked in the courtyard, right?" Some mysterious person who shall remain unnamed. "Tempting the Fates, bro. I hear they're real assholes."
"I think such an endeavor would result in disappointment for all involved," House behave. No one wants to see Will Graham naked and Will Graham doesn't want to be naked in front of others. Let's find some other chain to jerk.
"And the Fates are women, so that would be a different expletive, but as insulting them usually results in painful consequences, I'll let you have the last word there."
He's been behaving! More or less. It's so boring being a good boy.
House looks up at the ceiling and raises his cup. "Bring it on, girls. My mom and dad didn't gimme the middle name 'danger' not to live up to it. What kinda son would that be?" At least he lives up to his first name, being watchful and alert most of the time.
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"The 80s were an extremely underappreciated decade." His young adult years were in the 80s! "Pac-Man was released. The first Rubik's cube. Lennon was murdered. E.T. MS-DOS. "Thriller" came out. The Beirut embassy bombing. I will figure out a parody for "We Didn't Start the Fire," Graham Cracker. Don't test me."
You have been warned, Will!
House sits back down and takes up his cup again, leaving the pants in place. "They're more comfortable with my brace, at least. And I never liked wearing skirts, personally."
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He knows this is like waving a red flag in front of a bull, but he's curious to see how far House goes with it.
"As long as I don't ever have to make another walk from the courtyard to my room, in the nude, I'll take the clothing I can get." Don't tell me about the group bath/swim session to come. Allow him his little fantasies of modesty.
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"Find me a guitar. Or the closest equivalent. I'll serenade you with my rendition version of it an hour after you get that in my hands." If he can get a musical instrument out of this, House is all for this challenge.
"When was the last time you stripped down naked in the courtyard, though? And how did I miss that?" Who does he have to kill to get someone to invent a video camera well before its time?
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He'd have to decide if the potential reward was worth jumping through the man's hoops.
Decisions, decisions.
For the time being, he snorted and reached for his glass.
"I haven't. Not since we originally arrived in that state. A record I intend to continue to maintain."
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"You realize that's asking for someone to find a reason to strip you naked in the courtyard, right?" Some mysterious person who shall remain unnamed. "Tempting the Fates, bro. I hear they're real assholes."
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"I think such an endeavor would result in disappointment for all involved," House behave. No one wants to see Will Graham naked and Will Graham doesn't want to be naked in front of others. Let's find some other chain to jerk.
"And the Fates are women, so that would be a different expletive, but as insulting them usually results in painful consequences, I'll let you have the last word there."
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House looks up at the ceiling and raises his cup. "Bring it on, girls. My mom and dad didn't gimme the middle name 'danger' not to live up to it. What kinda son would that be?" At least he lives up to his first name, being watchful and alert most of the time.