[Well, that could have gone worse. Clayton can only wince in sympathy when Dio calls House by name, and silently hope that his bara friend stays in good humor and doesn't take Clayton's intervention personally. He sticks with House, watching Dio wander off.]

Alright, ladies, keep yer claws in... [Directed at the both of them, but mumbled mostly to House; he's the one still within earshot and outwardly being nasty. Clayton turns to him with a notably more skeptical expression.] I'm serious 'bout gettin' ya t' that school. I'm sure it won't take much t' convince the others not t' bother you, but can I trust ya t' behave yerself on the way there?