Greg rolled his eyes right back. "Who says you're lucky enough to get this, Princess?" The bartender apparently wasn't amused, as he slammed Shawn's drink down in front of him.
"Oh, shove it, He-Man, it's a joke," The refrigerator-sized man glared at him, but just sulked away, leaving Shawn and House to talk.
Or, rather, drink in silence, as House found it much more cathartic than actually trying to speak.