"Did I say I didn't have a problem? Sure. I have a problem. I just choose to do nothing about it."
Speaking of which, he'd only taken -- what? -- four Vicodin today? Definitely time for another. He wasn't even using his leg right now, but it was time for another pain pill. Then again, part of House's addiction was the fact that he had to flaunt his drug abuse in front of others. Even when he wasn't in pain. And since Cordelia was making it so easy for him --
He slipped a pill out of his pocket and gulp gulp gulp! down the hatch.
"Yummy."
The paramedic? Oh, he thought he was in a really bad episode of The Twilight Zone. And he was not looking forward to explaining the paperwork on this ride.
"If you let me do an MRI I won't ask you for a CT scan."
He tapped his cane on the floor of the ambulance.
"How far away is this hospital? Are we there yet?"