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[ineedavicodin]

He has the bottle of pills Doogie wroe for him in his pocket

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[burnedmymuffins]

Okay. So-She's knew. And if there's such a thing as House in her world then she probably hasn't seen it. Not like Juliet would bother with introductions anyway if someone seemed to be in a bad mood-

Introduction aside, there's a tall and leggy blond at the bar, "Bar? can I have a glass of ice water?"

c'mon, I mean-it's house, right?

[ineedavicodin]

"Save the water for the fish. Drink whiskey. It'll put hair on your chest." He turns on his stool to look at her. Blonde. Leggy. Pretty. He gives an appreciative nod.

[burnedmymuffins]

Juliet stops short, "...What?"

It's...9 in the morning. She twists around to face him, "...I'm sorry?"

Ah, politeness.

[ineedavicodin]

House is rarely accused of being polite.

"Whiskey. You should drink whiskey."

[burnedmymuffins]

Juliet's first thought. Just who the hell is this guy?

Juliet's second thought, Whiskey?

Juliet's third thought This has got to be the lamest pick up attempt-

In spite of everything, Juliet laughs, "....Whiskey this early in the morning."

[ineedavicodin]

"Breakfast of champions," House tilts his head. He has a coke. Bar won't give him whiskey anymore.

[burnedmymuffins]

"So...you're drinking a Coke because you don't believe in good health?"

Juliet puts a hand on her hip and smirks in his direction.

After Ben? She's got a high opinion of her snark-handling abilities.

[ineedavicodin]

He sucked air up through the straw so it whistled an obnoxious noise.

"I'm drinking coke because I like coke."

[burnedmymuffins]

"...I have nothing against hardcore liquor-just...not this early in the morning. Aren't you worried about your sugar intake?"

[ineedavicodin]

House makes his eyes go wide.

"Are you a doctor and everything?"

[burnedmymuffins]

Sarcasm?

Juliet's a bit thrown, "Yeah...Actually. I do mostly research.."

[ineedavicodin]

"I prefer hands on."

[burnedmymuffins]

Juliet's got the wrong idea almost immeaditely, "...What's your field?"

[ineedavicodin]

"Diagnostics, infectious diseases. The cases idiot general practitioners can't figure out." He's really quite proud of himself, professionally.

[burnedmymuffins]

"Idiot General Practitioners?"

She's torn between laughing and giving him a raised eyebrow. Guy's obviously full of himself, still though...

"....Infectious diseases is a fascinating speciality, too much for me."

She admits it. Given where she lives, it's a problem.

[ineedavicodin]

He'd deny being full of himself till the very end. Even though he knows he is.

"Most of my patients are bounced around from one doctor to another, until someone eventually ships them off to me. I either cure or kill them." He shrugs. Nonchalant.