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Didn't go. Didn't want to go.

(spoilers for 'unfaithful')

Far be it from me to make you.

Except you wanted me there, even though you claimed you didn't want me there after claiming you did want me there. God, talk about mixed signals.

Like mixed signals are so beneath you. You said you'd go, and then you said you weren't, and then you said you didn't want to.

Edited 2009-02-18 23:14 (UTC)

That's because you said you wanted me to go, then said you didn't, then made out you didn't care whether I went or not.

And so what?

And so nothing.

Certainly sounds like there's more to it.

Nope. Nothing more to it.

What is it anyway?

A naming ceremony involving a sprog, yarmulkes and Cuddy.

Sounds awkward, unless your family.

But apparently you find it necessary to talk about it.

Stressing a point doesn't equal talking. About anything.

Why stress the point -- in a public forum which all but begs for a response -- if you don't want to talk about it?

You know that by mentioning it, you contradict yourself, right?

Nope. By mentioning it, I'm stressing a point.

But if you didn't care, you'd let it go.

It was a nice ceremony. Cuddy and the baby were great.

"Great". You not only say that like you think I care, you make it sound like you went to see a cabaret.

Better than a one man show in Couchville. What did you end up doing, anyway?

Scaled walls and walked tightropes. You know, the usual.

You wanna' grab a drink?

*eyes Wilson suspiciously at the sudden change in topic*

Is this a trap?

No, it's a drink.

Knew that, so you didn't need to announce it.

Edited 2009-02-18 21:48 (UTC)

Can and will. Need has nothing to do with it.

Okay...well you might as well have said, and yes I realize that six words cuts you short.

"Didn't go, but I really wanted to, but I won't tell you that because I don't want anyone to know because I am a sadistic jerk who likes messing with people's heads and emotions."

Right. Except not.

Whatever House, you wanted to go, you just won't ever admit it.

Edited 2009-02-18 23:20 (UTC)

What are you, my conscience all of a sudden?

I'm right aren't I?

You're annoying, that's what you are.

And you're avoiding.

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