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"Maybe some of these have someone else's name," Tritter shook the bag, pills rattling, echoing in his mind. "Or a forged perscription. But yu wouldn't do that," Tritter leaned in just the slighest bit. Scent of his nicotine surpessing gum flaring House's nostrils. "Right

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"Don't say it." House is standing in front of him. He notes the eyes. Normal. He's skeptical, anyway. His eyes drift over Behrooz,and settle on ihs face. "It's been a day from hell."

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"What?" House dropped onto a seat at the bar, cane between his knees. "What's a guy have to do to get service around here?"

He's not offering anything. He'd like to just forget it. All he knows, if Tritter shows up in Milliways he's going to have to get the bastard outside.