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As Lily settled in for her afternoon shift, she wondered if she would ever actually see Dr. House around the clinic. He did seem to like keeping to himself, didn't he?

Hmm, she muttered. I suppose I'll start sorting through these files now. Wait, what am I doing?

With a wave of her wand, she charmed the files to sort themselves, leaving her to get started on homework... or possibly daydream a bit...

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[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom ambles into the clinic on a break from his class.

Hello, are you one of the clinic employees?

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna sighs and comes over to Grissom.

Is anyone helping you?

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

I don't think the young lady heard me... Hi, I'm Dr. Grissom, are you on the staff here? I need a favor.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Pleasure, sir. How can I help you?

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

You don't, by any chance, have a store of outdated or rancid blood sitting around, do you? I know that biohazard pick-ups in the area can be a bit sporadic.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blinks, remembers Oz, and decides that the answer is no.

I'm sorry, sir, we don't have any old blood. You may wish to ask Dr. House though. Um, it would be easier if you left a message for him.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Damn. Okay. I will leave him a note, thank you for your time.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Not a problem sir, I wish I was able to help more, sir.

Alanna does a quick bow, remembers she's a girl but decides to forgo the curtsy