So, Cuddy and Foreman go out on the town to find Alfredo’s secret job, which turns out to be…wrangling birds at a cockfight. So, earlier in the show we had a conversation between House and Foreman that was supposed to show us that the writers were all hip to race relations…and now, without irony, they’re telling us that the Mexican kid got sick because he works at an illegal cockfight run by Mexicans who drink Mexican beer and listen to loud Mexican music and are Mexican? Is that really the best they could do? Or do they figure they’re off the hook for Latin sensitivity because earlier they gave Omar Epps some Black Power-esque dialog? Stupid yuppie writers.

Well, whatever, the show’s almost over so I’m gonna stop caring now. They figure out that Alfredo did get sick from the chickens – he was more susceptible because of his asthma. He thanks Cuddy for saving his life, and I’m sure he truly means it, but still, he’s gonna have to go ahead and sue the hospital. Cuddy doesn’t seem to mind too much.

Later, House tries to be nice to Cuddy, in his own special way. He tells her she’s a very good boss and also a delusional narcissist. Aw, the softer side of House! Then he asks rhetorically why everyone thinks they’ve slept together. Ha! The look on Stacy’s face is AWESOME. Cuddy can’t even look her in the eye. After Cuddy and House have graphic sex, I think Cuddy and Stacy should mud wrestle. MILF Battle Royale 2005.

So, the Cuddy-House backstory is still a mystery, but we’re getting close to something titillating, I can just feel it. Of course, we have a while to wait, because baseball is preempting House until fricking November. That is crazy talk. But hey, Ron Livingston will be a guest star, so there’s something to look forward to. Also, I didn’t get to try out the suggestions for doctor nicknames, since this episode was so Cuddy-centric. But my two favorites were Outhouses (thanks Scott!) and Housemates (thanks Tom!). Tell me what you think – you’ve got five weeks!

Posted by Kat on September 28, 2005 2:40 PM