"Of course I'm wide awake. Wide awake in the men's locker room at Princeton Plainsboro. Indulging in my high. And at any minute Cameron is going to come waltzing in and ruin all my fun. Because that's what she is. A fun-ruiner. But she's just like every other woman. Can't resist me. I think it's my eyes. What do you think?"
He batted his eyelashes for her.
It took him a moment to catch up to her side so that he could match his limp-step-limp-step with her normal sized steps. House was used to having to do that though. Actually, he was more accustomed to people having to catch up with him. He could move quickly despite the handicap. So this was a little backwards for him. But she wasn't one of his employees. It would be wrong for him to insist that she slow down until she was one step behind him.
"But now I'm curious. How would a computer prove anything to me other than the fact that this high sucks because the best my brain and the drugs could come up with is a frozen female and the internet? This high blows. Cameron can come and get me whenever she wants."