McAnally's Pub

In her effort to spend as little time as possible covering House's clinic hours, Cameron is working on some charts that haven't been finished. Besides, she has to make sure B.O. gets fed and has a clean bowl to swim in, since House doesn't seem to have much actual interest in the fish. Maybe Cameron should've gotten him another rat.

There's coffee and a couple bagels beside the stack of resumés on House's desk that is ready to take a hefty spill to the floor with a good breeze. Cameron's read through most of them, but she's certain House isn't interested any hiring any of them.

Cameron is doing some pre-spring cleaning. There are a few boxes she hadn't gotten around to unpacking before, so she's working on those now. Books and decorative items, linens and towels, a few other odds and ends. She needs to get the boxes out of her house and get all of her personal belongings in order before her roommate officially moves himself in.

Of course, she's not sure he's actually agreed to do so. He never did give her a straight answer. He never gives a straight answer. She's well aware of that.


Her house is starting to feel like her 'home' now. Except for that weird prickle-hair feeling she gets in the living room, late at night, when she's alone. The hairs on the back of her neck stand up and she gets chills. It's happened a few times a week since she moved in, but it's only, just now, beginning to worry her a little.

Current Location: Cameron's House

Cameron's at home, she's got dinner in the oven and she's swishing a duster around the top of the piano - wouldn't want it to get dirty. The duster may swish over a few other pieces of furniture around the place, but for now, just this.

To see her through the front window, she probably appears a bit dazed or like she's in a dreamland somewhere. She's thinking. Her mind wandering off to somewhere else, it should be back soon.

It's a little after nine a.m. Cameron's fed B.O. and is working on the coffee. There isn't much to do until there's either a case or her boss makes his morning (closer-to-noon) arrival.

On his desk are three fellowship applicant files awaiting his perusal. Someone thinks he needs to hire the rest of his team. This time, that someone isn't Cameron.

They've had a few cases, nothing spectacular, but some interesting ones that they've been able to solve without killing the patient. The number of clinic hours logged though, is a testament to the boredom level.

Cameron takes a seat at her computer to go through House's e-mail.

Current Location: Cook County Hospital

Cameron is happily creating some concoction or other in her kitchen. Soft music plays in the background while she works. The only other sound is the 'clink' of the spoon on the side of the pot as she stirs its contents.

In the oven she has other goodies baking. She's in cooking / baking mode for some reason. Besides, it's keeping her busy.

Current Location: cameron's house