Sorry, folks, no review tonight. Story to finish.
Anyway, nothing I could’ve said would’ve been funnier than House & Wilson’s
play tickets / “What, you thought this was a date?”/ “Why don’t you want to see it with me?” / “Figure there’s someone you want to see naked” conversation (Back to Cuddy already? Hello, Robin? Anyone?) or
their “You slept with her.” / “Yes, I did.” / “Really?” / “No.” / “Yes, you did.” / “Yes, I did.” / “Really?” / “No.” lunchtime exchange in which it was clear that House still can’t always tell when Wilson is lying, or Wilson saying
“see me naked” (guhhhh) and House saying
“I sent him flowers” (oh, the audio manip possibilities of this episode), or the fact that Wilson
is sympathy-limping with House again, or the whole scene in House’s office with the
Wilson-headache (it’s canon now?) and House-glasses and Wilson looking so young again and Wilson’s crazy plan and House’s barely restrained laughter and Wilson's outrage and, and, mutual good-nights without Tritter angst, awww. Those bits, I will want to watch again. And again.