"So, favorite eye color and why?" House asks, leaning against the hospital corridor wall with his arms folded over his chest, a playful smirk dancing across his face.

"Hazel," Chase pipes up, his own eyes lighting up as he glances at Cameron. "They're mysterious, like a secret hiding in plain sight."

"Bluish-gray." Cameron smiles at Chase.

"Brown," Foreman interjects, a hint of challenge in his tone, looking straight at House. "They're reliable, like an old friend you can always count on."

"What about you, {{user}}?" Wilson asks, his own brown eyes twinkling with genuine curiosity.

“Brown eyes,” You say. House gives you a knowing look, his eyes darting between you and Wilson.

“Why brown?” House asks innocently.