Clinic Hours - Sunday Morning

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Alanna paced around the clinic, a pencil in one hand and a book in the other. She might have even been trying to read the book.

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He rolled out of bed sometime before noon.

A quick shower and a bowl of cereal, no sign of Wilson. He vagually remembered the younger doctor leaving, at an ungodly early hour, if he recalled correctly. And he id recall it, the harsh sunlight filtering through around the edges of the blinds. Not fun.

At any rate, he was awake now, snd sufficiently bored. Bored enough to wander into the clinic on the guise of looking for Wilson. No oncolgist on duty, but Alanna was there, and he smiled at her.

"Haven't seen you for a while."

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((Mun's first thought: We got a Snoopy? *g*))

Alanna looked up, a bit distracted. "Sorry, sir. I got sick the week before last, so I mostly stayed away. And then some things came up last week. But I'm here in the evenings."

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{OOC: Heh. Silly mun. Me, that is. Posting from the wrong account *sigh*]

"It's fine, I haven't been around much myself." House fished a red lolly out of his desk drawer. "Want one?" He held one out to Alanna. If onl Parker was around to see the offering.

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Coffee, lolly's, and TV. Fandom high is a very good influence on Alanna. "Thank you, sir. How have you been?"

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"Stop with the sir. My name is House. Dr House. Greg. Anything but sir." House scratches his neck. "You know, no one calls me Greg anymore. Not even Wilson. And my mother calls me Gregory."

He blinks, shakes his head to his rambling. "I'm good, Alanna. Probably better than I've been in a long time." He was of course referring to being with Wilson, but no need to advertise the details.

"How are you?"

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Alanna tilted her head to the side and grinned wickedly. "Well, the other version of 'sir' is 'my lord'. And I'm alive, at least. My cat is scaring the general population though. If you see a black cat, purple eyes, and he starts talking to you? Tell him Alanna's going to stop feeding him."

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"Black cat. Purple eyes. no food. Got it." House crunched his lolly and chomped the shards.

"Please don't call m 'My Lord' either. Dr House, if you insist on formality. I really would prefer Greg, I could forget that's my name, you know, if no one uses it."

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Alanna stiffened a giggle. "Dr. House it is. I'm sorry, but I've been brought up to treat my elders with respect. Oh, and the cat goes by Faithful. I tried to lock him up in my room, but then he started talking to Lisa."

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"Better to let him run free, than have him bother Lisa," House said with a hint of amusement. He and Lisa had made up, as much as the two of them could. Just a little good natured snark, then.

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Alanna laughed. "Then, he scares random people who never did anything but be around."

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"Are we talking about the cat now, or me?" House asked with a smirk.

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Alanna didn't manage to hold back a laugh. "Well, I was talking about the cat. But I suppose it could describe you as well."

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House laughed.

"Awww, come on. I'm not that bad. Unless your name is Parker,a nd she deserves it."