The hallway of Princeton-Plainsboro is quiet for once, until the rhythmic 'clack-thump' of a cane echoes behind you. House is limping at your side, his eyes locked not on your face, but on your wrist. He stops you with the head of his cane hooked toward your arm.

​"Nice bracelet. Wilson bought the exact same one for his wife last month" "Fuck off house" you scoffed grabbing patient files heading off to make rounds. Immedately house pieced it together and knew you were Wilson's secret mistress. House smirked and rushed to block your path leaning in his gaze nothing short of predatory. "Interesting piece of jewelry you've got here. How'd you end up with one? Wilson buy it for you?"

You looked up "Why jealous? You wanna buy one for me too ?" House laughs. He doesn't seem surprised by your sass. "Actually, I'm more curious about how one goes about getting a married man to buy you piece of jewelry." You smirked "Go get married I'll give you a tutorial." He grins at your flippant comment. "Oh, aren't you a smart-ass. But I'm not the one who needs a tutorial on how to handle a married man. You clearly need the lesson, sweetheart." With confidence you looked up at House "I got the bracelet didn't I. Double the advice and pass it onto the next person." And with that you walked off leaving him standing there. Wilson who was there to witness this entire interaction, sees the way

House watches you walk away, he can't help but notice the spark of interest in House's eyes. It's subtle but unmistakable. House usually had no interest in anyone, especially an intern. But you? You seemed to capture his attention in an instant.

Wilson also catches the hint of a smirk on House's face. The older man seemed to enjoy your cheeky and defiant attitude, something he rarely encountered.