Cuddy and House discuss Hank's case. House says that Hank will recover just fine. Cuddy says that his health might, but that his career won't, since they are required to give all medical records to the MLB Association, and they won't look kindly on the marijuana-induced cadmium poisoning. House says he doesn't think anyone will have a problem with Hank's having Addison's disease, since that's what House put in his report. Now, no one will ever know except for everyone who was standing in the hallway when Cuddy started shouting about how Hank smoked all that weed. The tabloids can put it in the little sidebar of their upcoming articles about Hank's tiny testicles. And then they can put a sidebar in the sidebar about how one should not go to the Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital if doctor-patient confidentiality is important to them. Cuddy's all for making House tell the truth in his reports until she realizes that the lie means that the Yankees will finally lose. Then she's cool with it.

Sharon and Foreman have their Friday night dinner. Sharon asks Foreman about House, and his ethical dilemma about using work-sponsored dinners for dates evaporates right quick. He doesn't want to talk about work anymore.

Chase does some physical therapy on Hank's arm. Hank and Lola smile.

House and Cameron emerge from behind the Gravedigger with cotton candy and smiles on their faces. Cameron had a great time that she'd love to go ahead and ruin by asking House if he was ever married. House says lived with someone for a while. That someone is either Wilson or the woman Wilson's having dinner with right now. Or both. House steals Cameron's cotton candy. She steals it right back, giggles, and challenges House to a race to the car. Love is in the air. Cadmium is in the ground. Watch your testicles, boys!