Hands gloved, Wilson returned with antiseptic and other items he would need to clean Jonathan up.

"Virginia law prohibts sex with the lights on and anything except missionary. I kid you not."

Don't ask where he picked up this factoid, chances were it came from a drunken bullshit session with House.

Reaching to once more tilt Jonathan's face up towards the light, the oncologist mehhed.

"I think you'll recover...though you might have an interesting sort of bump on your nose. It looks broken. You get worked up anywhere other then on your face?"