Thirteen dropped a pair of pink frilly panties onto House's desk. Taub curbed his neck so that he could see past Foreman.
House stared at them wide eyed.
"Are those yours?" He asked.
Thirteen shook her head. Kutner grinned stupidly.
"So they are..?"
"Dr Lisa Cuddy's Panties." Thirteen said.
House looked up at her.
"How did you..?"
"Ah, secret to my success as a doctor, I stole them when they were lying on my bedroom floor." She smirked.
House looked up at her. "Will you marry me?" He asked.
"House, be serious," Foreman snapped. "This is a hospital, not a brothel."
"Whoever said it was?" House asked. "And I'll have you know, that I am being serious." He turned back to her. "What do you say? I mean it's not a proper proposal, but I can get the ring later."
Thirteen smiled. "I kinda like being single."
"Then will you marry me?" Kutner asked. "I like being on my own a lot," He explained. "So going out with me would be kind of like you're single."
Thirteen shook her head. "Sorry, no."
"How…" House straightened up, trying to get over the initial shock. Although having someone's knickers on your desk during a Monday morning would pick anyone's day up, there still is some burning issues that need to be answered.
"Wouldn't you like to know," Thirteen turned on her heel and marched out.
Foreman, Taub and Kutner all turned back to House.
He licked his lips. "I hereby decree that we are playing the game Panties in which everyone has to steal someone else's underwear."
Foreman looked at House.
"Are you serious?" He asked.
"Always serious," House replied, taking some vicodin. "Go get me underwear."
"And what are you going to do?" Foreman asked.
"I am going to be the wonderful unbiased judge. The more panties you get the better procedures you get." House grinned. "Go forth and do my bidding!"
Foreman rolled his eyes and left.