"Yeah, I'm pretty much the whole package. Apart from the lack of leg." Which reminded him of how many full vials of morphine he had left. The vicodin wasn't enough to send him to sleep anymore. House took a mouthful and chewed as he took a quick glance at the top of his book shelf, to a black box. "Hmmmm. If she's as good at sex as she is at making cakes then I suggest she be your next ride."