[ The thing about Harrow he's just now remembering -- if he is actually remembering it, and not just living through a weird little déjà vu bubble in his brain -- is how serious she is about absolutely everything, up to and including things that should be way more fun. House doesn't actually mind this; he's always looking for a straight man. Woman. Whatever.
At her question, he swallows his mouthful of coffee and rolls his eyes, exaggerated, and puts on a swishy voice that's two parts Drag Race and one part completely offensive: ]
Oh, honey. [ He simpers, reaching over to take her hand. ] We're way more than just friends. See? [ Clock the ring, babe. ]
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At her question, he swallows his mouthful of coffee and rolls his eyes, exaggerated, and puts on a swishy voice that's two parts Drag Race and one part completely offensive: ]
Oh, honey. [ He simpers, reaching over to take her hand. ] We're way more than just friends. See? [ Clock the ring, babe. ]