Not only did he get no response to his half-joking jab about Amber rating her journals as highly as she did everything they done together on Saturday, she went right back to it as if she really did feel that way. Not as a tease, not because she was trying to wind him up, but just because she was happy to immerse herself in--Foreman craned his head to see the title--the JNEN. Well, at least she had good taste in journals, even if she apparently preferred neurology to neurologists. He couldn't see well enough to check if it was an issue he'd read, or one he'd contributed to, so it wasn't like that would work for a conversational opener either. And in the next few minutes, they'd be interrupted, and there would go any chance to say something even remotely personal for the rest of the day.
Vaguely annoyed, Foreman checked his watch. Yeah, quarter to nine. And with House not likely to come in until ten, he was probably going to end up sitting here with all of the candidates like he had on Friday. Plus, he and Amber studiously ignoring each other wasn't going to stop gossip. Everyone would be quick to assume that they'd come in to work together. Even if they weren't actively making out, the assumption would be that they had been mere moments before the doors had opened. Foreman didn't like the implication; if he'd actually gotten a good-morning kiss, he wouldn't feel nearly so grumpy about the fact that people were going to assume he had.
Sitting here was only irritating him further; so was the fact that they hadn't had a case since the middle of last week, and the boredom was beginning to tell on all of them. There was no reason they needed to wait on House's convenience. Foreman might only have lip-service authority, but if somebody found an interesting case that had cropped up over the weekend, he could at least force House to listen as the fellows presented them. And--
He grinned quickly. Gifts weren't easy to give to Amber; she didn't appreciate the more traditional sort and not showing himself to be a pompous ass was always a consideration. But this, he thought she'd like. "Hey," he said, slapping the paper down on the desk. "Have you had a chance to check around for interesting patients?" Seemed like she hadn't; she was pretty well ensconced with her reading. "I'm gonna send everybody out to bring back something to present. The best you can find. You get a head start for being here first."
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Vaguely annoyed, Foreman checked his watch. Yeah, quarter to nine. And with House not likely to come in until ten, he was probably going to end up sitting here with all of the candidates like he had on Friday. Plus, he and Amber studiously ignoring each other wasn't going to stop gossip. Everyone would be quick to assume that they'd come in to work together. Even if they weren't actively making out, the assumption would be that they had been mere moments before the doors had opened. Foreman didn't like the implication; if he'd actually gotten a good-morning kiss, he wouldn't feel nearly so grumpy about the fact that people were going to assume he had.
Sitting here was only irritating him further; so was the fact that they hadn't had a case since the middle of last week, and the boredom was beginning to tell on all of them. There was no reason they needed to wait on House's convenience. Foreman might only have lip-service authority, but if somebody found an interesting case that had cropped up over the weekend, he could at least force House to listen as the fellows presented them. And--
He grinned quickly. Gifts weren't easy to give to Amber; she didn't appreciate the more traditional sort and not showing himself to be a pompous ass was always a consideration. But this, he thought she'd like. "Hey," he said, slapping the paper down on the desk. "Have you had a chance to check around for interesting patients?" Seemed like she hadn't; she was pretty well ensconced with her reading. "I'm gonna send everybody out to bring back something to present. The best you can find. You get a head start for being here first."