House: Go away.
Wilson: (sighing) Did you speak to Cuddy last night?
House: She's fine. Why would it take anyone more than a few hours to get over misplacing a baby?
Wilson: You spoke to her?
House: Kinda hit that. So she's all on my jock.
Wilson: Wha — what?
[House finally opens his eyes]
House: (looking at Wilson) Huh. Everyone else thought I was kidding.
Wilson: You hit? Like making out, or full-on sex or —
[House is scratching his right hand]
House: Got a chart laid out with all the bases. I'll take you through it.
Wilson: Wh — what are you gonna do?
House: What can I do? I'm going to ignore her for the rest of my life. This mosquito bite kept me awake.
Wilson: Don't care about the bug bite. She's your boss.
House: So now I have two reasons to ignore her. (still scratching) It was just a kiss.
Wilson: There's a reason.
House: Yes. Those large things in her bra.
Wilson: You were hiding it from me, means it meant something to you.
House: Yeah, I fiendishly concealed it within the phrase "I hit that."
Wilson: Stop scratching. You'll draw blood.
House: Finally you said something useful. If I actually break the skin, it'll let the poison out.
The Itch, S5