House is closely examining Cuddy's new old desk when she arrives, annoyed to be called in to do her job. "Need to cut off a guy's head," House greets her, and she turns right back around. He clarifies that he needs to find out if Jeff's pain is coming from his body or his brain. A shot of lidocaine just below the brain stem should do it. Cuddy is furious that House is trying to force her into making a potentially unnecessarily dangerous patient care decision when she has to get her beauty sleep for the DYFS visit tomorrow morning, and accuses House of trying to make her choose between her child and her job. "I'm forcing you to do your job!" House barks. And if Cuddy didn't want House to "'inconvenience" her like this, she shouldn't have made him come to her house in the middle of a diaper change. What did she expect? Frankly, she's just lucky House hasn't come barging in on her DYFS session with file folder of evidence why she's an unfit mother ... yet. Cuddy says that House is experimenting on his patient because he's looking for a solution to his own problem, not because it's in his patient's best interests. The procedure he's proposing could kill Jeff. House says that if they don't do it, Jeff will kill himself anyway, so there's really nothing to lose. Cuddy says House isn't being objective, but then she gets an urgent page (Rachel learned how to dial a phone already?) and has to leave. On her way out the door, she tells House to do whatever he thinks is right. When it comes down to it, Cuddy's decisions are just as selfish as House's.
The next morning, Cuddy is trying to work and prepare for the DYFS visit. Her house is a mess, thanks to her cleaning woman running late. Guess who isn't late? And, in fact, is one hour early: the guy from the DYFS! Cuddy is devastated, but I don't think he's going to care that much about a messy house. Messy house > crack den.