Angela takes her cup, and sips at it, though she doesn't take her eyes off House.  "Blade?  He's not gay, far as I know."  She shrugs, as though the issue is unimportant.  "Our manager thinks the three of us are a pretty good team, and those two aren't<em>total</em>deadweight anyway.  Not worth rocking the boat over, so far.  So why'd you mess up music-boy's rhythm?  You know I didn't need the help."