Wilson finally shows up for work, and his tardiness does not go unnoticed by Cuddy. "Buses suck," Wilson explains. And cabs are simply too expensive for the head of Oncology, I'm sure. Cuddy's first concern is not Wilson, but House. Specifically, whether Wilson will turn against him and cause House to lose his license and make her hospital look bad. Ha ha ha! No one cares about Wilson! Wilson says that he has no intention of testifying against House, and then notices that the pharmacy won't let his prescriptions go through. Marco the pharmacist apologizes, but explains that Wilson's DEA number has been suspended, whispering as if he were telling Wilson that his credit card was rejected. Oh, that's great. So now Wilson's fucking cancer patients have to suffer because Shitter doesn't like House? I mean, come on! Are we supposed to like Shitter at all here? Raiding House's apartment to get back at him for being a dick at the Clinic is one thing, but now Wilson and all his patients are being punished for something that isn't their fault, unless they were all holding onto that thermometer while it was being shoved up Shitter's ass. Which I doubt.