[Wilson nods as House speaks. Making a break for it early tomorrow is clear enough, and that bit about locking her up doesn't sound familiar, so that's likely the plan. The part in the middle... He's not so sure. Maybe it's irrelevant, just filler meant to distract the Joker, but this is also House. Does he have a taser? If his memory serves, though, a taser was actually part of the diagnosis...
In any case, he figures he's got the important bits.]
Ah, sorry. The practice of medicine isn't nearly as glamorous as one might imagine. It's an awful lot of paperwork, but sometimes clinic duty will shake things up. [He gives House as meaningful of a look as he can manage without attracted the Joker's attention. Listen carefully.]
You get all sorts of crazy things in the clinic. Stab wounds, overdoses, BDSM gone wrong... You know, one time I even had a patient that managed to accidentally mix ammonia and bleach. The idiot gassed himself. Can you believe that?
[His bag, House. Do not let the Joker get ahold of his bag.
He chuckles and shakes his head like he's remembering good times.] Anyhow, yes, I've heard House has been rather busy lately.
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In any case, he figures he's got the important bits.]
Ah, sorry. The practice of medicine isn't nearly as glamorous as one might imagine. It's an awful lot of paperwork, but sometimes clinic duty will shake things up. [He gives House as meaningful of a look as he can manage without attracted the Joker's attention. Listen carefully.]
You get all sorts of crazy things in the clinic. Stab wounds, overdoses, BDSM gone wrong... You know, one time I even had a patient that managed to accidentally mix ammonia and bleach. The idiot gassed himself. Can you believe that?
[His bag, House. Do not let the Joker get ahold of his bag.
He chuckles and shakes his head like he's remembering good times.] Anyhow, yes, I've heard House has been rather busy lately.