Next stop is Wilson's office. House tells Wilson all about the horrible thing Cuddy did to him with Richard. "That doesn't sound like her," Wilson says, totally not getting that he's busted and he might as well give it up already. Props to Cuddy for never letting on that this was all Wilson's idea, though. She's a much better and more loyal friend than Wilson is. House asks Wilson directly if he put Cuddy up to this, and Wilson leans back in his chair and asks him what Cuddy told him. House says that he can tell everything he needs to through Wilson's body language, and asks Wilson whether he was trying to make House re-evaluate everything and turn into Cameron by making him think he got the last case wrong. "Something like that," Wilson says breezily, still not looking the least bit apologetic. He says he didn't want House to know that he managed to solve a case with absolutely not medical proof because then House would think he was God and be in for an even bigger fall when he eventually screwed up in a most un-godlike fashion.. "God doesn't have a limp," House sneers, and leaves. Wilson has the decency to look contrite when there's no one around to see him.

House limps home. He takes his cane out of the closet and walks with it, either because he's given up on the rehab or because he knows there's no use continuing it. Or maybe he's going to use it to give Wilson a few well-deserved cracks on the head. Either way, I'm glad to see it again. Hello, old friend.