"Just because I didn't mention it doesn't mean it's off the table," House butted in. He sat a little straighter to pull the tissue out of his pocket and blew his nose while Cuddy told Wilson her name choices. He then stifled a small yawn. It was only the middle of the afternoon but his meds made him fatigued. He sniffed and wiped his nose, then pushed the tissue back into his pocket.

"I told you my top choices," he replied to Wilson. "Crack and Frat. And Whore." He sniffed again and shrugged. "In the instance Cuddy downright refuses to agree with those names, though, I'll go with Nathan or Kate. Though, Cuddy doesn't like Kate."

"Kate?" Wilson echoed in an impassive tone, though he was inwardly a little bewildered. He hadn't actually known what House would suggest as a name - anything was possible with him, after all. But he hadn't expected House's name choices to be so... well, plain. And normal. And safe.

Then again, Wilson thought to himself, House wouldn't have struck him as the type to go for anything exotic or really that unusual when it came to names, either. Actually, come to think of it, Wilson just didn't know what to expect from House when it came to parenthood, period. He knew House better than anyone, but this was the one area that stumped Wilson. Anything was going to happen. House as a parent was completely unpredictable, right down to his name choices.

"Well, it seems you've both at least got the same tastes in boy's names," Wilson continued. "In fact, I'd say that considering how little you two probably do agree on anything, you've done pretty well with the name issue."

He crossed his arms over his chest. The issue of deciding things for this kid made Wilson wonder something else, given that Cuddy was Jewish and House not only wasn't but was hugely cynical of anything religious. "So, is this kid going to be raised a Jew, or...?"