Cameron and the landlady go to George's bedroom for the more salacious discussion of George's occasional use of prostitutes. Uh oh -- George has had sex. On this show, not unlike a teen slasher film, sex = death. "There can't be many women who'd want to be with a guy like [George]," Landlady says. Cameron has a look on her face that suggests otherwise. Or maybe that's pity. Pity and desire tend to be one and the same with Cameron, so it's hard to tell.
After spending a night in jail because of his rude treatment of Clinic patients, House has learned absolutely nothing. His latest patient is especially stupid though, and complains that his arm hurts after he sleeps on it. And yet, he doesn't want to change his sleeping position. House suggests surgery to remove the arm. "Are you insane?" the patient asks. House just gives him an innocent "I'm not the one who insists on sleeping on his arm even though it hurts, you moron" look.
The patient angrily exits the exam room and brushes by Tritter, who apparently has nothing better to do with his time. Boy, I wish I had a job that let me freely pursue silly grudges instead of working. Maybe I'll try that here. Hey, Wing -- my recap's going to be late this week because some bitch cut me off in traffic and I have to track her down and publish her name and address on this site so I can abuse TWoP's resources to get petty revenge. You don't mind, do you? Anyway, Tritter says he was just stopping by to tell Cuddy that he arrested her employee last night. Oh, well, I guess that means House can go tell all of Tritter's co-workers that he went to a free clinic to treat a possible penis infection, right? Tritter chews some of nicotine gum while House downs some pills. It's the face-off of the vices! Tritter says that Cuddy was not aware of House's arrest, and that innocent people usually don't try to hide their arrest. "Is that based on your years of experience arresting innocent people?" House shoots back. You may be able to arrest the guy, Tritter, but you still can't outwit him. Ha! House tells Tritter to quit before he gets bumped down to security detail at the local strip mall. "I think working around a bunch of nurses has given you a false sense of your ability to intimidate," Tritter replies. With that, the blonde nurse sitting near them looks up. Thankfully, Tritter did not say this next to Evil Nurse Brenda, or his dry penis problem would have been quickly replaced with a no penis problem.
Tritter leaves House looking a little rattled, and Foreman and Cameron walk in. Cameron asks who Tritter is, and House replies that Cuddy has widened her sperm donor search to include Neanderthals. I pick up on the fact that House pronounced the "th" in the word when it is actually, contrary to what you'd expect, pronounced with a hard "t" sound. Oh, the things you learn in the paleoanthropology class you're still not sure why you took. The Cottages pick up on House's little slip about Cuddy looking for sperm donors. Oops! House immediately says that he was kidding, but a stricken glance of "oops, my bad" flashes across his face for an instant.