Back at the lodge, for some reason Cuddy, Lucas, House and Wilson all go out for breakfast together. The baby is whereabouts unknown, but whatevs. I guess there's nothing else to do in the Adirondacks other than have awkward breakfasts. Cuddy explains that she thought someone in accounting was skimming, so she hired the only private investigator she knew, and one thing lead to another. House is strangely satisfied by that, but I'm not. Lucas is so incredibly unlikable and fidgety and just plain weird, why would Cuddy like him? Is she really so desperate that she'll put up with House's derogatory (but flattering!) comments and hook up with Lucas the private dick? Yeesh. House wants to know why she would keep it a secret. Because she's embarrassed about the sad depths to which she has sunk as a woman of a certain age? Anyhoo, House wants to know if they kept it a secret because of his fragile mental state, and while Cuddy tries to maintain a shred of dignity, Lucas embarks on a notable and worthy ramble about how Cuddy was worried, and he had to hide out as the dirty secret, and how he knows that House had a dream about having sex with Cuddy. He rambles and he rambles and then he realizes he should maybe consider shutting the hell up. Then he offers to buy House a ginger ale, and House accepts. End Scene. Let the head scratching commence.