So Maddy tells Abigail that by taking the growth hormone, Abigail will just become the person she was supposed to be. Abigail says that her mother hates normal, and that being normal will make her "fade into the background"; she worries that she'll become boring. Oh, please, Abigail. She must know enough by now to know that size doesn't have anything to do with how exciting you are. "We'll get you a funny hat," says Maddy. Now, can someone say that to House? Abigail asks her mother if she wants her to be just like everyone else. "I want you to have what I can't," Maddy replies. Which is what, exactly? A car that doesn't have special platforms on the brake and gas pedals? A kitchen with upper cabinets?

Meanwhile, House sits in his office, listening to music on his headphones and twirling his bottle of pills in his hand, riding the high. Wilson stops by on his way out to inform House that Abigail agreed to take the growth hormone after all. "Who's Abigail?" House pretends not to know. Please, House. He knew her name well enough before; he's not going to convince me that he doesn't care enough about her to know it now. Wilson asks House what he's planning on doing tonight for Christmas Eve, hoping House would rather spend it with him (at the New Jersey Best Western? Fun!) than with Oxy. House laughs in his face. Well, it was a nice try, Wilson, but I can't see how you expected any other response. Gone are the days of laughter and Chinese food.