Foreman gives Jeff some radioactive goo that will allow his doctors to trace both his air and blood flow. If his air flow is good and his blood flow is bad, they'll know the bubble is there. Jeff just wants to know whether his accident made the news. You wouldn't think a cyclist falling off his bike would really be that special to anyone, but Foreman says that it did, in fact, get a lot of media attention, so apparently this show actually takes place in a future where people really care about cycling. Jeff thinks this test is unnecessary; he's always very careful when shoving crap into his veins. Foreman gives Jeff some of the trademark "I disapprove of you" attitude he usually reserves for homeless people.
Over in what I hope is a soundproof booth, Cameron and Chase have their own discussion on the ethics of using performance-enhancing drugs. Chase doesn't see anything wrong with it. Cameron, of course, does. Chase thinks the issue isn't as black and white as Cameron says it is; after all, doesn't everyone use drugs to alter their bodies in some way in order to perform their best? Like drinking coffee to stay awake during med school? Despite his attitude three seconds ago, Foreman is now of the opinion that it doesn't really matter what athletes do to perform better, since they're only playing stupid, meaningless games anyway. Cameron says she cares, because these athletes are ripping their fans off, and most of their fans are kids. Foreman thinks people who pay all that money to watch a stupid game deserve to be ripped off, no matter how old or young they are. "Life isn't fair," he says. And then they see a bubble in Jeff's lung, and Cameron comments that maybe life is fair after all. Because if you cheat at sports, you totally deserve to almost die.
Chase informs House that he was right about the bubble. House isn't at all surprised. He leaves Chase to remove the bubble while House gets lunch.
Wilson's already in the cafeteria, paying for his meal. House steals a bag of chips from Wilson's tray like an asshole. Wilson asks House if he has a light somewhere that goes on whenever Wilson is in possession of food. House says there is, and also one that turns on whenever Wilson thinks "impure thoughts." That light is on a lot. Can Wilson sue House for sexual harassment? I'm sure Stacy would take the case, seeing as she apparently has nothing better to do. Wilson changes the subject from his impure thoughts to House's high-profile patient, whose case they will be discussing in the middle of a busy cafeteria. Wilson doesn't think blood doping and massive Vicodin intake are really all that different. The subject is changed again when Stacy wheels Mark into the cafeteria. They both seem quite happy, but House tells Wilson it's all a front, which judgment he makes based on her "pissy" behavior earlier, a sure sign that she's frustrated and miserable with Mark, because Mark isn't House. "You really, really need to get some," Wilson responds. House says he gets plenty. That's why he's always broke. Ew.