No one yet had really noticed her, but that all changed quite quickly when a little música started playing and Cuddy pulled herself up onto the poker table. Mic in hand and background música playing Cuddy began to sing, as she walked along the mesa, tabela skewing the chips and cards, to House.
“If you change your mind, I'm the first in line. Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me.
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around. If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down.” as she stood with her shins about three feet away from House’s face.
As Wilson came running, slightly stumbling, down off the stage towards Cuddy, he told the DJ to stop the music. House was just staring up at her, eyebrows slightly raised and mouth slightly open. Like he wanted to say something, but it wouldn’t come out. Lisa looked around when the música stopped and found Wilson at her side.
“Cuddy, come on, you don’t want to do this.” said Wilson, extending his hand towards her, trying to help her down off the table.
“Ssstop id, go awayee. Keep id goin’!” she said, batting Wilson’s hand away.
“Wilson, I think Bubbles was looking for you earlier.” said House, leaning his head to look over at the girl behind the ’bar’.
“Really?” asked Wilson, completely forgetting his righteous mission and walking over to the ’bar’.
Cuddy yelled at the DJ to start the música again and he did as he was told. This time, as House looked up at Cuddy as she stood there, he had a slyly smug smile on his face. He sat back in his chair and stared up at her, folding his arms across his chest, as
the música restarted and Cuddy began to sing again.
“If you change your mind, I'm the first in line. Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me.
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around. If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down.”
As soon as the música had started the first time, House’s three lackeys had thrown the song book down and run up on stage. So when the music, and Cuddy, began again, after about twenty segundos they came in cantar the background part of the song.
“Take a chance, take a chance, take a chance, chance, chance. Take a chance, take a chance, take a chance, chance, chance.”
por now, the twenty other doctors and few nurses were well aware of that their boss was standing on a poker mesa, tabela cantar an ABBA song…to House. They had flocked around during the pause and were all watching intently as Cuddy continued.
“If you change your mind, I'm the first in line. Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me.
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around. If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down.” as she stood with her shins about three feet away from House’s face.
As Wilson came running, slightly stumbling, down off the stage towards Cuddy, he told the DJ to stop the music. House was just staring up at her, eyebrows slightly raised and mouth slightly open. Like he wanted to say something, but it wouldn’t come out. Lisa looked around when the música stopped and found Wilson at her side.
“Cuddy, come on, you don’t want to do this.” said Wilson, extending his hand towards her, trying to help her down off the table.
“Ssstop id, go awayee. Keep id goin’!” she said, batting Wilson’s hand away.
“Wilson, I think Bubbles was looking for you earlier.” said House, leaning his head to look over at the girl behind the ’bar’.
“Really?” asked Wilson, completely forgetting his righteous mission and walking over to the ’bar’.
Cuddy yelled at the DJ to start the música again and he did as he was told. This time, as House looked up at Cuddy as she stood there, he had a slyly smug smile on his face. He sat back in his chair and stared up at her, folding his arms across his chest, as
the música restarted and Cuddy began to sing again.
“If you change your mind, I'm the first in line. Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me.
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around. If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down.”
As soon as the música had started the first time, House’s three lackeys had thrown the song book down and run up on stage. So when the music, and Cuddy, began again, after about twenty segundos they came in cantar the background part of the song.
“Take a chance, take a chance, take a chance, chance, chance. Take a chance, take a chance, take a chance, chance, chance.”
por now, the twenty other doctors and few nurses were well aware of that their boss was standing on a poker mesa, tabela cantar an ABBA song…to House. They had flocked around during the pause and were all watching intently as Cuddy continued.
