From the half-horrified, half-furious look on Amber's face, she didn't realize that she'd said exactly the right thing. Her suggestion was wrong, and she had to know it; she'd had more contact with the patient than any of the others, and she'd completely missed one of the symptoms. She was trying her best not to show any emotion, but Foreman could tell she felt humiliated. She'd drawn in on herself instead of holding her back straight and proud. She didn't know that House's mockery wasn't a bad thing--he was happy to have suggestions he could belittle, because it meant that there were suggestions. Amber had kick-started the other candidates' competitive streak again. Being wrong wasn't the end of the world. House was always wrong until he was right.
No one, including Cuddy, was willing to acknowledge that House was wrong right now. Wrong in how he was approaching hiring a new team. His taunts might be making Amber that much more determined, but he was never going to get any cooperation out of them. At least Foreman had managed that much with Cameron and Chase on occasion. Foreman set his jaw when House turned on him. He'd been wondering when House was going to start slapping him down in front of the others. Trying to humiliate him. Of course it suited House's ego to have five, or a dozen, or forty doctors all competing for the supposed honour of working for him. Foreman clung to the fact that he'd stood up to House. Left on his own terms--even if he'd come back on someone else's. He glanced at Amber, wondering what she thought of this. She looked happy enough to have him under the microscope now. Foreman tightened his lips and stared back at House. "Turns out there are worse things in the world than coming back to work for you," he said. Amber might get the double meaning. House would probably assume Foreman was referring to the impossibility of getting hired anywhere else after becoming too similar to him. "And Munchausen's could explain all the symptoms, including the lack of history and the fact that John Doe imitates whoever happens to be in front of him."
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No one, including Cuddy, was willing to acknowledge that House was wrong right now. Wrong in how he was approaching hiring a new team. His taunts might be making Amber that much more determined, but he was never going to get any cooperation out of them. At least Foreman had managed that much with Cameron and Chase on occasion. Foreman set his jaw when House turned on him. He'd been wondering when House was going to start slapping him down in front of the others. Trying to humiliate him. Of course it suited House's ego to have five, or a dozen, or forty doctors all competing for the supposed honour of working for him. Foreman clung to the fact that he'd stood up to House. Left on his own terms--even if he'd come back on someone else's. He glanced at Amber, wondering what she thought of this. She looked happy enough to have him under the microscope now. Foreman tightened his lips and stared back at House. "Turns out there are worse things in the world than coming back to work for you," he said. Amber might get the double meaning. House would probably assume Foreman was referring to the impossibility of getting hired anywhere else after becoming too similar to him. "And Munchausen's could explain all the symptoms, including the lack of history and the fact that John Doe imitates whoever happens to be in front of him."