They sleep until the light starts to fill the room and it bothers his eyes. He stands up, draws the curtains and goes back to cama again, sleepy.
‘Morning...’ Whispers Lisa.
‘I'm sleeping, leave a message...’
‘You wish...’ She is still sleepy and smiles with her eyes closed. ‘I’m not gonna give tu a massage...’
‘Well... tu can give me a massage if tu want... I won't blame you...’
‘Would tu give me a massage if I give tu one now?’ They stay with their eyes closed.
‘We could deal...’ House stays lying on cama while Cuddy sits up.
‘Okay, but don’t get used to this...’...
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