"He's helped me plenty of times in the past, so it would be incredibly remiss of me if I didn't return the favour." He quirked a smile as House slumped against Kytana, and then he blinked at the name she mentioned. Luke? Jedi Knight... Someone called Luke... It couldn't be, could it? Despite some inner part of him (which was probably the very drunk part of him, to be honest) flailing around excitedly in his mind, he would behave. Eames would ask later, he decided.
He went where he was shown, still looking round as he did so, and waited by the lift. He wasn't about to start pushing buttons in someone else's house. Not while they were watching, anyway.