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[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

He's in the bar nursing a chocolate milkshake and onion rings, a sudoku puzzle on the table in front of him, a dog on the floor at his feet. The dog occassionally rolls over, and snorfles in sleep. He rubs her belly with his foot when she does. And occassionally grumbles at his puzzle, or bites his pencil. The milkshake is half melted, the onion rings are long cold and abandoned.

Feel free to say hello. The mun is home alone and would appreciate tags. Also, pain-free, cane-free, drug-free House is actually kind of personable. Most of the time. Actually depenmds on who you are. And you probably know ifhe's going to be irritable toward you in any case *g*

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[symbiote-venom.livejournal.com]

He wouldn't be House if he wasn't irritable. Of course, Eddie has no clue who this guy might be. But people watching is a cure for boredom, so he's currently watching him, and occasionally the dog, from a nearby table.

Big guy, blond crew cut, lot of muscle. Probably a little creepy. But Eddie's used to being creepy. Sometimes, being intimidating comes in handy.

Such is not always the case with meeting new people, however, which may be why he doesn't approach the man, just watches him lazily.

[ooc: ...mun wants to know what a snorfle is. For it made him laugh.]

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

House has a way of just knowing when people are watching him. He looks up a couple times, and sees the man, suspects it's him just because. And after a while, finally says saomething.

"If you want to gawk, it's far more polite tto do it to my face."


[OOC: Heh. It's the huffling thing a dog does, when they're sleeping. Unless my dog does it because she's over weight *g* But it's kind of like a sigh]

[symbiote-venom.livejournal.com]

He smiles, just a bit. Rude. Good. There's way too many cheery people around for Eddie's liking.

"Then do me a favor, and turn my way. I don't see no reason to move just so I can gawk politely."

[Oh! That noise. Yes, my dog makes it as well. But...my dog's a bit odd, so maybe shouldn't be used to judge if that sort of thing is normal.]

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"What are you going to do to make it worth my effort?"

[symbiote-venom.livejournal.com]

"I'll stop throwing wads of paper at you."

Shortly after saying this, the first ball of paper is aimed at Greg's head, and launched with impeccable aim. Or possibly just luck.

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

His hand jerks up at the last possible second to catch the wad of paper.

"If I get up, my dog will wake up." He's a bit stubborn.

[symbiote-venom.livejournal.com]

"...well, I'd throw things at the dog to wake it up anyways and ruin that argument, but I'm just here to bug you, not the pooch. So just be really sneaky about turning around, and don't let the dog notice."

Eddie's not so much stubborn as he is bored and lazy all at once.

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz sits at the table, and says, "Hi."

And... is probably eying the onion rings.

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"Hey." House nods at the rings. "Eat them if you want. An order is too much for one person."

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz looks at him a little quizzically, but doesn't really hesitate in taking one. The fact that they're could doesn't seem to bother him at all.

Tearing one carefully into pieces, "How are you?"

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

House shrugs and pushjed the Suduku book aside. "I'm okay." He tilts his head to get a look at Behrooz's eyes to see if they're still yellow. "Can't really complain, I guess. My friend showed up. Immediately followed by my ex. That's a little awkward, but I guess that's the nature of this place. Once you start getting comfortable, they throw a curve ball at you."

He smiled a little. "How are you?"

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz looks up at him with very much still yellow eyes.

"I'm... fine."

Beat. "Your friend?"

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"Shocking, isn't it? I have a friend. Outside the bar. Dr Wilson. He's an Oncologist at the hospital."

[beyond-therest.livejournal.com]

I need more cigarettes. I see him of coarse, the stench from the onion rings. Chocolate milkshake and onion rings, interesting combination. My eyebrow maybe a little bit raised, but who am I to raise an eyebrow.

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

He looked up and offered a slight, friendly smile. But nothing more.

[beyond-therest.livejournal.com]

"Interesting."

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"What? My choice in nourishment?" House gestures at the onion rings and milkshake. "Staple of my diet."

[beyond-therest.livejournal.com]

"Well, sure but I meant the puzzle and onion rings and chocolate, not exactly the best for nourishment."

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"Eh, probably not." He shrugs. "Want a ring? They're cold, but you're welcome to them."

[shesaidthanks.livejournal.com]

There's something about him that feels like she's seen him before.

And she has, in a photograph, but at this point, Kate has no idea.

"Beautiful dog. Looks just like a friend of mine," she says sociably.

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. Name's Triumph." And on cue, Triumph rolls over and opens one eye, her nose twitching to sniff at the newcomer.

[shesaidthanks.livejournal.com]

Kate smiles, and makes a fist with her left hand, holding it out toward Triumph's snout.

"You look a lot like Judge, you know," she says. (Even dogs have a family resemblence!)

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

Jusge. He knew that kname. It took a moment to spark recognition in him. He nodded. "You know Campbell? Judge is her father."

[shesaidthanks.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's it then!" Kate laughs. "Do I ever know Campbell. My employer, a close friend, and my personal travel agent when it comes to going halfway across the country for things that feel pointless. I'm Kate Fitzgerald." She offers a hand, politely.

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"Kate," House nods. "He's mentioned you. All good, of course," he added with a little smile.

Triumph was on her haunches now, her tail wagging, pushing her nose against Kate's hand.