Jul 06, 2009 23:28
House rounded the corner of the corridor, his right hand flinging out his cane before him, and his left gripping a sheaf of folded papers. Suddenly a thought struck him; he stopped, leaned heavily on his cane, and began shuffling through and scanning the documents. Just as House felt a eureka moment coming on, an orderly hastened by and kicked Houses cane, which spun across the floor with a clatter. House lurched against the wall with a thump.
"I'm so sorry!" the orderly said, ducking down to pick up the cane. He handed it to House, whose eyes flashed cold fire; House resumed his reading without a word.
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The orderly skipped into Wilson's office.
"I did it! You owe me."
"Did he fall down?" Wilson asked with a smirk.
"Well, he fell against the wall," the orderly replied.
"The deal was fifty if you did it, a hundred if you knocked him to the ground."
"Oh, fine," the orderly sighed.
Wilson chortled and reached for his wallet.