House needs attention, and gets it by deliberately driving his wheelchair into Foreman. I think half the reason he accepted Cuddy's bet was so that he could roll into people without getting in trouble. Hee. Foreman updates House on Stevie's odd condition, in which he appears to have both a bleed and a clot. House says that Cameron must have blocked something when she inserted that catheter wire, to which Cameron says, "Not a chance." House struggles to put some files up high in a tray. Cuddy's House Bet Violation alarm goes off, and she runs outside to ask House if he has a problem adjusting to his sit-down life. He just asks a nurse to put the files away for him, and she does so. Too bad it wasn't Evil Nurse Brenda he asked. Where has she been, anyway? I recently saw her in a movie with Dick Van Dyke on the Hallmark Channel (I watch that channel because I'm eighty. And also for the Walker, Texas Ranger reruns) and was not pleased. How dare she trade an Englishman with a near-perfect American accent for an American with a very flawed English one? House says that having to ask for help was really humiliating, and Cuddy says, "Pride goeth before the fall," which she's probably been practicing all day in her office. House points out that he's already sitting down, so falling won't be so bad.
Cuddy having left, House returns to talking about the case. Chase and Cameron put forth some diagnoses for House to shoot down, and then he tells them to stop thinking like doctors and start thinking like plumbers. "Come on -- let me see some buttcrack!" he says, mostly for the promo editors. He says that the problem in Stevie's liver was caused by something "punching through" the vein. Stevie's blood then clotted around that thing and formed a mass. Foreman continues to believe that it's a clot. It could also be a granuloma. House orders them away to find one, and then goes off for Clinic duty, telling people get out of his crippled way. Foreman and Chase go to do some work while Cameron sticks around to roll her eyes.
House enters an exam room to find a mother and son. The mother says that her son claims his throat hurts, but she thinks he's just trying to get out of school. House doesn't have time for this, and he's right. Don't abuse a free clinic just to teach your son a lesson. You're taking time and resources away from the people who really need the free clinic, and although we've never actually seen those people in the clinic yet, I'm sure they're around off-camera. House makes a point of telling them that his wheelchairness prevents him from being able to examine the kid all the way up on that table. The kid jumps down, and House looks at his throat and reports that it looks fine. Yeah, well, a doctor once told me that my throat looked fine, too, and it turned out that I had severe tonsillitis. And my mother once accused me of faking sick and sent me to school, only for me to be sent home with a fever. She felt really bad about that and I got Burger King for dinner. It was totally worth it. Also, to be fair to my mom, I didn't put forth a very convincing case for why I was too sick to go to school. That was because I was too weak from the fever, but there you go. House grabs a huge syringe full of saline and says that he's going to make the kid hate the doctor more than he hates school. The saline, House says, will "hurt like hell" when he injects it into the kid's muscle. The mom tells House that he's gone far enough, and House asks the kid if his mother is a "big, fat idiot." The kid nods emphatically. Damn, House. There was no need to bring weight into this. Let's all hope that the kid isn't so traumatized by all of this that he refuses to go to the doctor when he really needs to.