Well, you can threaten them. It's whether or not they listen.
[House pulls off a long piece of metal from the frame he's working on and stands up, facing Will. His eyes drop briefly to the knife, his own tone casual to match. He looks over to the wall that Will's examining. Hallucinating. Okay. Encephalitis was treated, so either a recurrence or the guy's just delusional. Fun.]
And no, I'm not. You are, Graham Cracker.
[The accent says New Jersey with some Pennsylvania Dutch thrown in for good measure. House's white-knuckle grip on the piece of metal in his hand betrays how not casual he's actually feeling. He's much better at regulating his tone and expression than the rest of his body language.]
no subject
[House pulls off a long piece of metal from the frame he's working on and stands up, facing Will. His eyes drop briefly to the knife, his own tone casual to match. He looks over to the wall that Will's examining. Hallucinating. Okay. Encephalitis was treated, so either a recurrence or the guy's just delusional. Fun.]
And no, I'm not. You are, Graham Cracker.
[The accent says New Jersey with some Pennsylvania Dutch thrown in for good measure. House's white-knuckle grip on the piece of metal in his hand betrays how not casual he's actually feeling. He's much better at regulating his tone and expression than the rest of his body language.]