Wilson and House compare notes about Carly, and Wilson brings up Vogler and how his desire to cure more commonplace diseases such as cancer are a bad omen for a guy who treats people with African sleeping sickness. House shrugs it off, saying that he's been through three regime changes at this hospital and he's still there. Wilson tells him to put on the coat. "It itches!" House whines. Wilson says he'll do a bone scan on Carly. House throws a pill in the air and catches it in his mouth.
Orthopedic surgeon Dr. Simpson is immediately annoyed to see House yo-yoing outside his operating room. House asks him about a knee surgery he did that resulted in the patient's being unable to speak. Simpson is still bitter about the case that raised his malpractice insurance premiums, and says that nothing happened during the surgery that would have rendered the guy unable to speak, which is why they ended up settling for over a million dollars. If I were the medical malpractice insurance company, I would not have given that much money to someone who had no proof that there was anything wrong with him, but that's just me.
Carly's assistant asks Carly what to tell her family members, and Carly tells her to lie to them that she's on a trip because she doesn't want them to see her "like this." Whatever, Carly. Wilson enters, and Carly kicks out her assistant. She already knows that Wilson is an oncologist, so she's ready to hear the bad news. Wilson says they didn't find anything in the bone scan, but that he's thinking she might have pain in an area that is unrelated to where her cancer actually is. Since her mother died of colon cancer, he wants to do a colonoscopy. Carly says she'd rather leave the hospital and die at work, because that's always fun. I'm sure it will have a big impact on the Asian market. Carly refuses to be "looked at," and have the colonoscopy. Wilson says that they have a virtual colonoscopy that is expensive, but non-invasive.
House enters the Clinic exam room to find the mute father, who types "wHats werong gwith ricky" on his laptop. You'd think that he would be better at typing after having to use it as his primary mode of communication for the past year. And that he would have some complex emoticons to throw in there, like the Abraham Lincoln: =|:-)= or the Jack Lord: @:-|. House makes fun of Dad's typing crappiness, and says that his son has a simple case of strep throat. How the hell did it take them a few days to figure that out? Rapid strep tests take less than five minutes! Anyway, House has a special injection for Dad. He jabs the needle in his throat without even asking the guy if it's okay first, which is what you get for taking your son to the SAME HOSPITAL that took away your ability to speak during a routine knee surgery. "I wanna see you again real soon," House says.