Astonishingly, House was no the first to speak.
Elvis piped up, "What the HELL is THAT?"
It needed no introduction, as it lumbered rather awkwardly into the room, House stepping back to allow entrance. Muggy swiveled on his wheel. From Andy's room exited a bleary-eyed doctor with dark, short hair.
"We're losing her, Julie," she began, but then stopped short at the sight. "What on earth......?"
"Big Mountain Traaaansportalponderrrrr!" came the voice issuing from the newly-repaired Doctor Mobius, who heartily dropped the gun, Stealth Boy, and strange tank he'd been carrying. "By golly I knew that thing would come in handy. Say there fella, would you like a Mentat? I brought extra."
House's jaw was effectively dropped. But knowningly, he began, "...Muggy?"
"Well I uh. Geez I hate to ask but before I explain does ANYONE HAVE ANY FUCKING PLATES OR CUPS OR--"
"EXCUSE ME," rumbled a very agitated voice from the shatt