"Right out the front door. You should have seen the expressions on the faces of the bunch of donors Cuddy was taking on a tour of the hospital."
"Ow. Stop it, laughing hurts!"
"That isn't even the funniest part. Cuddy starts yelling at me, as if this is my fault, when Grenfell comes running out of the exam room with the guy's underwear in his hand, and shouting "Stop! The thermometer! Bring it back!"
"You mean the patient still had a thermometer in his mouth?"
"Nope. Someplace much more embarrassing."
"He . . . what? Why on god's earth would Grenfell be using a rectal thermometer for a clinic exam?"
"I'm sure Cuddy is asking him exactly that question right about now."
"Owwwwww! Stop it, House, if I laugh any more I'll pull out my stitches!"
"Then I guess I'll skip the story about the drunk who ended up face-down in Nurse Brenda's cleavage."
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Date: 2018-02-24 03:54 am (UTC)"In a paper clinic exam gown?"
"Right out the front door. You should have seen the expressions on the faces of the bunch of donors Cuddy was taking on a tour of the hospital."
"Ow. Stop it, laughing hurts!"
"That isn't even the funniest part. Cuddy starts yelling at me, as if this is my fault, when Grenfell comes running out of the exam room with the guy's underwear in his hand, and shouting "Stop! The thermometer! Bring it back!"
"You mean the patient still had a thermometer in his mouth?"
"Nope. Someplace much more embarrassing."
"He . . . what? Why on god's earth would Grenfell be using a rectal thermometer for a clinic exam?"
"I'm sure Cuddy is asking him exactly that question right about now."
"Owwwwww! Stop it, House, if I laugh any more I'll pull out my stitches!"
"Then I guess I'll skip the story about the drunk who ended up face-down in Nurse Brenda's cleavage."
"Wait, what?! Go on!"