"Of course you would. You have working eyeballs and a very healthy sex drive, after all." His arse was a thing of beauty, it had to be said. It wasn't Arthur's, but then, nothing was. Fuck, he missed Arthur.
He looked around as they stood there, studying everything to kill the Arthur thought-trains, then turned back to House with a grin. "Sooo... are we going to meet your missus, or am I just going to get treated to some of your finest shag pile?"