Pippi was glad that House wasn't the type of person to question what she told him... She knew she was a terrible compulsive fibber... But sometimes? She couldn't help it. It just wasn't as picturesque to imagine the cane being carved during the day.

She tucked her feed up onto the edge of the desk and put her chin on her knees.

"So are you going to stick around town a while, or are you going to slink away into the night before we have a chance to do something horrible like throw you a party?"