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         i’m waiting for you to name something new to our relationship.

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     “You do rank up pretty high in the idiocy charts.”

     “ we all have our skill sets. “

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     “ -- and you’re an idiot. A huge one.”

     “ i’m sorry. you’re right. you’re deeply repressed. “

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     “I am not vanilla. Not spending money on hookers named Morgan, Candy, Trish, or Kassandra with a K doesn’t mean I’m vanilla. We’ve been through this.”

     “ don’t be so vanilla. i didn’t go into detail. “

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      “I regret asking.”

     “ unless morgan the nurse moonlights as a morgan the smokin’ hooker, that’s a big fat no. “

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      “House, I said I don’t want to know! Jesus. ... wait, Morgan, as in the nurse downstairs who has kids and just left her husband?”

     “ … – her name was morgan. c cups. “

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     “I’d say ‘ bite me,’ but you’d take it as an actual invitation and I don’t have time to deal with a rabies shot today.” Tossing House a look, he shifts the gear into reverse and finally pulls them out of his parking space. “I don’t know where your mouth has been. And no, that’s not an opening for you to tell me either.”

     “ what you see is ruggedly handsome, “ the giveaway click of his seat belt is petulantly delayed ten seconds from sounding out. “ one day, if you wish really, really hard, you’ll grow out of your baby face. “

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     “Aren’t you lucky?” In the time it takes his friend to be situated, the younger of the two is adjusting the mirror and checking behind them. “You’re spared what I have to see. Click it.”

     “ on the contrary, nu-uh, “ he holds on continuing his retort to duck into the passenger’s seat, closing the door after him. “ because i don’t look at my face as much as you do. “

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     “You know exactly,” he has to pause to slip in to the driver’s seat. The key is in the ignition and already turned, too, before Wilson turns his focus back to House. “ -- what damn look it is. Put your seatbelt on. I don’t want a ticket.”

     “ what look is that – ? “ swinging the passenger side door open fills the second pause between. “ i want to hear this. “

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      “No, don’t give me looks like that either. Get in the car.”

     “ … – “

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     “ -- no, wha-- damnit, House. Don’t talk to me right now.”

     “ that sounded better in your head, didn’t it – ? “

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      “...--”

     “ far superior, but costs more. he micro-micro-manages his money. “

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     “Oh, trust me ... when it comes to you, I do.”

     “ believe what you want. “

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      “Are you saying you’re sincere when you say it -- ?”

     “ by chicks who want into your pants. i’d question the sincerity of it. “

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      “...-- wait, this ... what.”

     “ he’s lying. it was. i was there. i saw him choose lesbian spank inferno with my own two eyes. “

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      “So I’ve been told.”

     “ charming. “

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      “... Corleone. Okay, great. Oh, the stuff on pay-per-view wasn’t my choosing. Just for the record... since you’ve probably definitely looked thoroughly into us.”

     “ what can i say – ? i just can’t seem to shake the guy. always is pushing it, xena. “