House woke up the next morning and went downstairs to find Wilson in the kitchen. "Hi. Cameron went to work, I'm making coffee, want some?"
"As soon as possible. What's for breakfast?"
"More like lunch, it's almost noon. I thought I'd take us out for Mexican food as soon as you get some caffeine into your system and get dressed."
"Works for me."
It was a warm, sunny day so they got an outside table and were just marking time until a waiter could take their drink order when a very wild eyed woman walked past them and stopped and stared at them. She held one hand out, palm down and put the other one to her forehead and said, "I am Anna Gouveia. You two have been having sex, haven't you? I can always tell."
"Hey, mind your own business!" yelled Wilson.
"Crazy assed spoon bender, get lost," snapped House.
"Why do I see the Beatles?" she said. Wilson was alarmed by this but tried to hide it. "The Beatles and candy for some reason, does that have any significance to you?"
"Get out of here!!"
After lunch, House decided to talk to Eleanor again and see if he could get any more information about the last murder. Much to his surprise, she actually invited him to take a look at the crime scene, in Phillip Dalca's kitchen. She had been able to clear this with the police because she had occasionally worked with them.