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Previously on Greek...
- What do I do?

You do what you need to do
to make it right in your mind.

- How about some breakfast?
- Later, Cap.

Purity Pledge, activate!

Amen!

You have to choose... Her or me.

You don't want me to choose.

What's with the scruffy Kappa Tau
who looks like Rob Thomas?

He was talking to Casey...

Oh, God. Casey made the mistake
of dating Cappie freshman year.

- $275?
- Hey, he said he was buying.

- Want me to bail you dorks out or not?
- Look around.

Someday this could all be yours.

- How did you know about that video?
- I sent it to you.

We can still move
our relationship forward.

It's after 3:00 and no word.
That's not good.

Our house is at the end of Greek Row.
They have four other nominees

to give roses to.
I'm sure they'll show up any minute.

- Any word?
- No.

I'm competing with every girl
in the Greek system.

Case, maybe not being nominated
for Omega Chi Sweetheart

wouldn't be the end of the world.

Or maybe it would?

No sister has ever
been elected President of ZBZ

without taking
Sweetheart of Omega Chi first.

Well, there was Vanessa Davis in '95,

but she had scoliosis and played
the "I've overcome obstacles" thing

- to gain sympathy votes.
- So, it's possible... without.

But not with your posture.

So, Casey's entire political future at
Zeta Beta Zeta depends on this moment?

OK, I'm just going to stop
with the helping.

Being nominated Omega Chi Sweetheart
is like running in the primaries.

- If you don't take New Hampshire...
- It's 3:05.

Maybe we should think of some obscure
disease you could be suffering from.

Let's plan a Grey's Anatomy marathon
just in case.

- ♪ Omega Chi girl, she came from above
- Oh, my God! Yes!

♪ Omega Chi girl, it's you that I love

OK. God, this is so exciting! It's
almost like it's happening to me again!

OK.

Casey Cartwright, it is my pleasure
to announce your official nomination

to the court of Sweetheart of Omega Chi.

I accept!

- Hey.
- Hey.

Sorry I'm late. I couldn't find my key.

I realized it was in my room, which was
locked. My roommate was like no help.

Come on in.

I missed you.

Longest three-and-a-half hours
of my life.

So, uh...

Yeah.

Do you think you want,
you know, you might...

- That's why I said, "yeah" just now.
- Oh. I wasn't sure.

- That's OK.
- I didn't want it to be awkward.

Wait. Where's Dale?

It's Wednesday, so he'll be at the
Biology building for another 20 minutes.

He'll get his cherry limeade
and Cheesaritos,

which'll take eight to 11 minutes
depending on pedestrian traffic.

- You know, this'll be our third time.
- Fourth.

Maybe.

Yeah, I don't know.
I wasn't keeping track or anything.

Ignore it.
It must be broken or something.

Rusty, did you say Wednesday?
It's Thursday!

He'll freak if he catches us.

What a waste. Thermodynamics
and heat transfer analysis?

My little sister
could teach that class.

I'm gonna check my Second Life stock.
You want to see my new avatar?

What are you guys doing?

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

Winning the title
of Omega Chi Sweetheart

is completely dependent
on your interaction

with each and every Omega Chi, as well
as catering to their basic needs.

Um, hello. We're ZBZ's,
not Tri-Pi's.

Not those needs.

- Right?
- Of course not.

This isn't the Clinton Administration.

- Think more Laura Bush.
- Eww.

Trust me, the Omega Chi's
aren't looking for a girl

who swigs beer
and shows off her whale tail.

This girl represents
the fraternity publicly,

so they're wanting less Ginger
and more Mary Ann.

This is the girl they want
to bring home to mother Bush.

Now, I like to take
the two-pronged approach:

Win their stomachs
and then win their hearts.

So let's start talking baked goods.

I was thinking maybe
something in a scone?

- Casey's not much of a baker.
- But, I can drive to the store,

buy some muffins, rough them up
to make them look homemade, right?

Genius.

I've been inspired by the master.

I only wish I had a "me"
for inspiration last year.

Oh, my God, I was so nervous despite
completely dominating the competition.

It seems like so long ago,

I can barely even remember
Blake coming over to the ZBZ house,

presenting me with my white rose.

Frannie? Frannie.

Muffins?

Oh, right. OK.

Next topic. Current events.

"Ten things you should know
about fantasy football. "

- Well, how about tomorrow night?
- Um...

- Yep, that should be good.
- Could we use your room?

My roommate Stephanie could barely
make it past the dresser this morning.

- She needs to go to student health.
- That's the problem, she's agoraphobic.

She can't really go anywhere.

She spends all day on the Internet
talking into her little webcam.

It's like living with LonelyGirl15.

- What about your room? Tonight?
- Hold on, let me check Dale's schedule.

Is this weird? Trying to have sex
around Dale's schedule?

It's getting weird, right? I mean,
I know he has some issues, but...

"Some" issues? He cancelled our cable

after accidentally watching three
minutes of a Dawson's Creek rerun.

Can't we just tell him that we'd like
to have the room for one evening?

Don't you have a right to personal time?

Yeah, you're right.

Not like being Baptist qualifies
as a debilitating medical condition.

- I'll talk to him.
- Good.

Because I'd kind of like
to get into the double digits.

What?

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hey, Cappie!

Wait up!

Spitter. It's a beautiful day,
wouldn't you...

You look different.

- Haircut?
- Hmm.

Maybe I look different
because I had sex?

No. That's not it.
Are you wearing a bronzer?

I lost my virginity.

Ah! Mazel tov, young man!
How's it going in the afterglow?

Great. It'd be better if I didn't have a
roommate who was a born-again Christian

- with a light class schedule.
- Logistical problems?

Well, I'd be happy to let you
use my deluxe accommodations.

- Really? You don't mind?
- Absolutely not.

Only 20 bucks an hour.
For reservations, contact Wade.

We are booked for the next two weeks,
however after finals I expect a lull.

Two weeks?

I need the cash flow, bro'.
I've got some debts to pay off.

Hold, please.

You can't get me in any sooner?

Do you have Triple-A?

- Would that matter?
- No.

Never mind.
I'll just have to talk to Dale.

He's probably just
finishing his Fruit Roll-Up.

"Side effects may include nausea,

blindness, decapitation,
rectal oozing. "

This is not a pharmaceutical study.

I was just hiding behind witticism

to mask the resentment
of an unfulfilled childhood.

The intent of this experiment

is to examine theories
of behavioral psychology.

Tomorrow's experiment
will begin with the Stroop Task.

I think I had the Stroop once.

And we will be adding
environmental stressors over time.

We're exploring the Gestalt
Perceptual Laws of Organization.

The test requires you
to stay awake for 30 hours.

Thirty hours?

One of our psych undergrads will be
with you for the duration of the test

to supervise and record your responses.

Oh, I love being
supervised and recorded.

We'll start tomorrow afternoon.

Be sure to bring plenty of food
and liquids with you. No alcohol.

That's where most students
can't resist a joke.

Clearly I'm not most students.

Clearly.

The student who will administer
the test is participating for a grade,

but understand
this is a professional study.

You will be expected to answer every
question the administrator gives you.

You'll be given access to a bathroom,
but that is it for 30 hours.

Ms. Logan,
please come meet your test subject.

This is case study 867-5309.

Rob Thomas guy?

- Actually, your subject's name is...
- Unimportant.

Remember, Logan.
"We don't see things as they are.

We see things as we are. "

I used to be a Psych major.

Hey, Rus. Oh, I finished your milk,
but I can get some more.

No problem. Off to Calculus?

- Parlin Hall? From two to four?
- You know me well.

I wanted to talk to you
about something.

- I gotta talk to you, too.
- Well, if I could go first...

Doreen Dresselhaus McCaw
is coming to CRU!

Dale, she's a nuclear physicist.
Not a rock star.

Uh, excuse me, her work in proton
emulsion has literally rocked the world.

She's giving an open lecture tomorrow.
I thought we could go.

- Tomorrow? Sure. That sounds fun.
- Great!

And then maybe...

Perhaps...
I could possibly have the room.

Alone. With Jen.

Oh. I see.

Um...

- Yeah. That shouldn't be a problem.
- Really?

Yeah. You know,
love the sinner, hate the sin, right?

Is that a yes?

Yeah, just give me some notice,
I'll disappear.

Wow.

This really means a lot to me.
Thank you.

All right, buddy, tomorrow it is.
You, me and Doreen Dresselhaus McCaw.

Whoo!

And it never occurred to you
that in order to be pre-med,

you might need to take
some actual science classes?

I did. I took Biology and Chemistry.

- Didn't I?
- You didn't take Chemistry.

Nor Physics. Nor...

I figured those start when I finished
the "pre" part and got to the "med. "

Sorry.

What about my dream
of becoming a gorgeous intern,

in a hospital full of gorgeous interns,

discussing my love life while performing
complex surgeries and hating my mother?

Try the drama department.

Well. Are... Are there any exceptions?

By the way, um, I'm not just
saying this, but I love your glasses.

If you plan to graduate
with any degree from this institution,

you're going to need to complete
a fifth year here at Cyprus-Rhodes.

The way HMO's are cutting into
profit margins, it doesn't make sense

for me to go into medicine anyway.
So I'm thinking pre-law perhaps.

Regardless, I'm staying
for a fifth year here at CRU!

Yay!

- Isn't that great, Case?
- Yeah!

- Hey, let's get drinks to celebrate.
- Oh, good idea.

Are you really OK with this?

My parents will freak when they find
out they have to pay for a fifth year.

- And that means I'll never get to be...
- An Izzie or a Meredith.

I know. I'm so sorry.

You know me so well.

I really need to think of something
to keep my mind off things.

- How about a spa weekend?
- Mmm, I don't think so.

- How about we charter Rebecca's jet?
- It's all so empty.

Is there something you had in mind?

I knew you'd understand.

I was thinking about running
for Omega Chi Sweetheart again.

Oh.

- Is that possible?
- Totally.

I've already checked into it and as the
formerly crowned Omega Chi Sweetheart

- I have the right to run again.
- So we'd be running against each other?

- Wouldn't that be bad?
- Yes. It'd split the ZBZ vote.

And if that happens, you know who loses?

- Zeta Beta Zeta?
- Exactly.

So what you're saying is I need
to drop out of the Sweetheart race

for the good of the house?

If that's what you feel like you should
do, I totally support you in that.

But Frannie, what about the primaries?

And all that stuff you said about
New Hampshire and the ZBZ Presidency?

All that was just a theory.

You could still be president
without being Omega Chi Sweetheart.

You'll just have to work
a little harder. That's all.

You know what?

I'm feeling better already.

- Hi.
- Hi.

So what's the process
of removing myself from the running?

Wait a minute.

Casey.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Frannie's my big sis.
She's done so much for me.

- The advice, the encouragement...
- And I admire your loyalty. OK, I do.

But you really wanted this.

Is it your fault that
she's not graduating on time?

It's complicated.

She's like my mentor.
And my friend.

Then you know what? This should
just be some friendly competition.

She's had her time. She needs
to exit the stage gracefully and...

Well, I shouldn't be telling you this.

She might not be the most popular ZBZ
at the Omega Chi house.

You think I could beat Frannie?

I don't know if you've noticed, but I
have been running quite the campaign.

That's the most adorable thing
I've ever seen.

Casey, listen, Frannie's already
had her reign. All right?

It's your turn now.

My weekend with the Senator's daughter.

Sounds kinky.

We'll start with the Stroop Task.

Objective is to measure reaction time as
it relates to your brain's unconscious.

- So is this your major?
- I don't get credit for small talk.

Let's start the test, shall we?

What is your hurry?
We have all weekend.

Besides, I like to get to know
my supervisor before I Stroop her.

It really is an amazing word that
can be used in many different ways.

Maybe it's time you start cooperating.

- Or?
- Or I'll tell everyone your real name.

Name the color this word is written in.

Red.

Correct.

Rusty! I saved you a... seat.

I didn't know you had an interest
in nuclear fission.

I figured if it was important to Rusty

that I should learn
a little bit about it.

I see.

Dale, do you mind
if Jen and I sit together?

No, sure.
That's a better seat up there, anyway.

Ready, set. Hike!

Yes!

Nice play, Cartwright!

Hey, Frannie. The guys are
loving the smoothies. Big hit.

It's so sweet of you to come out
and support my campaign, Case.

Actually, I'm not here
in support of your candidacy.

- Well, then why are you here?
- Um... I hope you understand,

but I've decided that
I'm not going to drop out of the race.

What, you're not dropping out?

- Not that I think I'll win or anything.
- Of course not.

So why run?

Um...

You know, this is my junior year
and it's my only chance

since I'm going to graduate on time.

Not that I'm super proud of that
or anything.

A lot of people do fifth years.
It's common.

And if I should happen to win,

that'd be better than
losing to some Tri-Pi, right?

Yes, it would.

If I was planning on losing.

Good luck, sweetie.

Have you seen my milk?
I just bought a half-gallon yesterday.

No. Sure haven't.

Why is my milk in the trash?

Oh, that milk. I thought that expired.

- After one day? It's not even open.
- Maybe you shouldn't buy a big carton

so it doesn't take up
so much room in the fridge.

We agreed to share the fridge, though.

No, we did, but that means halvesies.
Not three-quartersies.

See, your milk crossed the border.

OK. Um, so, Jen and I were thinking
about using the room tomorrow night?

You know what, Rusty?
That's not going to work for me.

What about Sunday night?

Now that is really
not going to work for me.

But you said you were OK
with it before.

You know, I'm a complex individual.
I change my mind.

OK, so what do you think?
Which shoes?

Well, they always say you can
never go wrong with a peep toe.

- Who's "they?"
- I don't know.

I was just trying to help. Again.

What would Frannie say?

She seriously hasn't spoken
one word to you since the game?

I've seen her six times
and she just smiles and walks away.

This morning at breakfast
she winked at me.

- Well, that's scary.
- Yeah.

- Have you...
- What?

Um...

Do you think she's gonna
want to run for president?

I can't read her. I'm not sure
if she's being passive-aggressive

or totally cool about all this.
I have no idea where her head is.

- There you are.
- Hi, Frannie.

- Getting ready for the big night?
- Yeah.

I was just trying to decide
what shoes to wear.

Oh, definitely the peep toes.
Demure but inviting.

- So, how's the speech coming?
- All done.

I expect nothing less.

May the best woman win!

Oh, and don't be late.

If you miss the speeches, you're
automatically disqualified. Bye.

I can't believe you worked
everything out with Dale.

Yeah. It's great.

Why is your stuff all piled up
over here on the floor?

I don't know.
I think Dale's cleaning or something.

Dale Tracker again? I thought
you said you talked through all this?

- Something's wrong with my computer.
- Did you reboot it?

That's weird.
It says the signal is coming from...

Where?

Inside the room.

Did you really think
I wouldn't figure this out?

GPS with a five mile radius.
Please.

Got milk, Rusty?

Jen, you should go.

Um...

OK.

Bye, Dale.

Rusty, call me.

Tell me what you see.

I see me taking a nap.

You can sleep when you're finished.
Answer the question.

- Two triangles and three circles.
- Wrong.

There are no actual triangles
or circles in the image.

Isn't there a rule that the supervisor
avoids showing her personal feelings

- about the subject?
- Maybe. This is my first class.

Well, there should be.

This is like being at a slumber party
with Jack Bauer.

I know how hard you work to pretend
nothing ever bothers you.

Stop. I'll tell you where the nukes are.

Next topic, aural stimuli.

You wish.

I'm going to play a sound
and you identify what it is.

First thing that pops in your mind.

Evan Chambers losing his allowance?

Oh, come on. That deserves a check.

But it's so much more fun
to be wrong, isn't it?

I don't know. Is it?

Little Miss Perfect
has her Cinderella Ball tonight.

Doesn't bother you that Casey
picked another Prince Charming?

I don't get paid for small talk.

Uh-huh.

Should we get back to the test?

I don't know about this.
Where's Frannie?

Not here. He said your name's
on the work order too.

- This is Casey Cartwright.
- I'm John, the plumber.

Frannie Morgan called,
said you need pipes replaced.

Tonight?
They've been leaking for months.

She insisted. Said it was an emergency,
it had to be taken care of today.

I need to shut this water off
for a while.

Give us a few minutes to finish
getting ready and then it's all yours.

I'll need you or Miss Morgan here
until I finish.

Your names are on the work order.
Uh, you gotta sign off.

I told her that on the phone.

Well, how long did you tell her
this was going to take?

That depends on the condition of
the pipes. We could be here all night.

The Greek system at CRU
is certainly not what it used to be.

You've seen the Kappa Tau
house, right? Disgusting.

And those girls at Mu Gamma Pig.
Oh, what did I just say? I meant Sig.

Casey.
The speeches are about to start.

I was afraid
you weren't going to make it.

Here I am.
The plumbing's all taken care of.

Great. I'm glad it wasn't
as extensive as I thought.

No, it was exactly
as extensive as you thought.

It would have taken all night, but
Jen K's dad's a plumber, and she helped.

John the plumber
actually offered her a job.

I hope you encouraged her to take it.

- Hey, Frannie.
- O'Toole. Great game the other day.

Travis says I don't know how to follow.
I'm a total follower.

I can't believe I'm going to say this,
but, uh, Travis might be right.

Well, thanks for being
my handsome escort for tonight.

I am lucky to have
such a beautiful lady on my arm.

- And my feet.
- Oh! Ooh! I'm sorry!

- It's OK.
- Sorry.

So, give me the dirt.
How's the Sweetheart race looking?

My money's on Casey.

This is it! Come on in.

I heard about the honors engineering
floor, but I thought it was a joke.

It's real. Want something to drink?

Yeah. Sure.

Cool flag. You English?

Hey, Beaver. Why don't you tell Dale
how you got your name?

Hey, Dale.

Dale?

All right, last test.

"Emotions can have
an important effect on perception.

Emotions play a larger role
in perception

under stress
or extreme circumstances. "

So, what do you see?

A dog.

Correct answer is "cloud. "

Who looks at a cloud
and just sees a cloud?

Me.

Look, the dog's head's over there and
the legs are in the back. It's a boy.

I don't see it.

Maybe you're projecting.

You know, I always wanted a dog.

We moved around too much

and chances are my parents
would've accidentally killed it.

I'm so tired I feel drunk.

I am on the verge of singing
the Kenny Rogers songbook

or making some embarrassing
true confessions.

So why would your parents
have accidentally killed the dog?

Let's just say there wasn't
an abundance of stability.

My parents are hippies
with all kinds of great ideals,

but they're not the most
responsible people.

Got it.

- Know what your problem is?
- What?

Perspective.

Come sit over here.
Look at it this way.

Come on.

It kind of looks like a bong.

Oddly enough, I don't see that.

I used to see everything in terms of
whether it would piss off my parents.

- Bongs did that.
- You like to walk on the wild side?

Not anymore.

The whole out-of-control rich girl thing

got to be a little too
Lindsay Lohan-ish.

You know,

you're not nearly as unpleasant
as I thought you'd be, Logan.

I know.

You smell better
than I thought you would.

What kind of hippies would name you...

Ah! Shh!

Hippies with a finely honed
sense of irony.

Time's up.
This concludes our experiment.

Thanks to both of you.

Here is your compensation
for participating.

Rebecca, I'll see you
in class on Tuesday.

Those are the real weapons
of mass destruction, am I right?

You guys are awesome.

Just remember, a vote for me...

...is a vote against the terrorists.

God Bless America!

Frannie, can we please stop this?

I know you're angry with me,
so why don't we stop pretending?

Pretending? I don't know
what you're talking about.

Just because your plans changed,
doesn't mean I should have to give up

on everything I've worked so hard for.

Can you please put
your own political ambitions aside

and think of someone
other than yourself?

You started all this.

And you knew how important this was
to me, but you wouldn't drop out.

I should have known
you'd stop at nothing to get ahead.

After all, you took Evan back
even though he cheated on you.

No! I didn't back up.

Dale?

What happened?

Maybe some prankster hacked
into the university power grid

and shut you down.

And drained my battery
so it wouldn't work, either?

I'm going to have sex, Dale.
Deal with it!

- This isn't about sex, Rusty!
- Then what?

I thought you were this cool,
smart engineering guy who understood

the importance of Comic-Con
and physics and...

Are you still talking
about that stupid lecture?

That stupid lecture
was important to me.

I thought it was important to you.
I thought our friendship was important.

We're not friends, Dale.
We're roommates!

Maybe you should
find a new roommate.

Maybe I will!

When I came to Cyprus-Rhodes,
I knew nothing about the Greek system.

At first glance, it seemed
like a great way to have fun.

Whoo!

What I quickly discovered
was an incredible group of people

who I will have
a special bond with forever.

I've wondered where that
unconditional bond comes from.

What I've learned,

thanks to some very special people
in my life, is that...

...well, for me anyway,
being Greek is about tradition.

And passing that tradition on to others.

That proud passing of the torch keeps
the integrity of our Greek system alive.

It's our foundation.

I found someone who was selflessly
willing to pass her legacy on to me.

Someone I see not only as a mentor,
but as a friend.

But no matter what happens,

till the day I die,

I will always be sweet
on the boys of Omega Chi.

Yay!

Um... All right, you guys.
It's time to cast the votes.

OK.

Let's do it, man.

OK, the votes are in.

And the title of Omega Chi Sweetheart
of 2007 goes to...

Casey Cartwright!

Oh, my gosh.

At least that bitch didn't win again.
Too bad you have to live with her.

The best girl won.

Can you believe that Tri-Pi
and her "wardrobe malfunction"?

- Oh, my God.
- Jen?

Rusty! Oh, you should've seen Casey.

Casey, great.
Dale's out of control!

He hacked my power, I lost my paper,
there's milk everywhere and...

Um...

I'll catch up with you guys later.

Are you OK?
You seem a little worked up.

Will you come back to my room
and have sex with me in front of Dale?

- Rusty!
- That's my only logical recourse.

Rusty, let it go. If he doesn't
want us in his room then that's fine.

We'll figure something out. Maybe
I can put in a transfer to another room.

- No, I'll do it.
- And leave Dale?

You're willing to leave Stephanie.

Because she's an agoraphobe
who scares me.

Dale's a germaphobe, who is
constantly butting into my business.

And studying with you,
and going to lectures with you,

- and watching Planet Earth.
- Yes.

Didn't he teach you to play hockey
and show up at your game?

- Yes, but he...
- What about the volcano?

He committed a crime for you! No way we
could have pulled that off without him.

I mean, without Dale,
who knows if we'd even be together.

But he's a conservative,
right-wing Southern Baptist

with a confederate flag on the wall.

You're a frat guy asking him
to push his religious beliefs aside

so you can have sex
with your girlfriend.

Yeah, you guys definitely
have your differences,

but when you add it all up,
you and Dale are friends.

I'm exhausted.

At least you got paid.

But the knowledge you received
was far more valuable.

Right. You realize
it was totally pointless.

- The slides, the tests, all of it.
- I'm not sure all of it was.

What happened in that room
means nothing in the real world.

There is no real world.

Just two strangers, picked to sit
in a room and get their lives taped.

I'll see you around.

Hey.

That's wonderful.

I'm awake now.

Sorry.

- Look, Dale...
- I asked around

and a couple guys on this floor dropped
out, so if you want to change rooms...

I don't want to change rooms.

Unless you still want me to.

Maybe.

You know, you were right about Jen.

No appreciation for Doreen.

Yeah, well, few do.

Sometimes showing appreciation
is a hard thing to do.

You mean like showing
appreciation for me?

Yes. I mean you.

So, you mean you appreciate me.

Exactly.

You appreciate me like a good roommate?

I appreciate you like a good friend.

So, I bought some cookie dough
for all that milk.

- You want some?
- No. No thanks.

Cookie dough salmonella can kill you.

Goodnight, Rusty.

Goodnight, Dale.

Hey.

Hey.

Great speech tonight.

Really tugged on those heartstrings.

I tried to find you
after the announcement

but I guess you'd already left.

I know when to make my exit.

Frannie, I meant what I said.

We're friends. First and foremost.

Hmm.

What's on your mind?

Al Gore.

I'm more of
a Jake Gyllenhaal girl myself.

No, I was actually thinking
about how crazy it is that

someone can win the popular vote...

...and still not be elected president.

Yeah, that's pretty crazy.

Enjoy your win, Poodle.
It doesn't last forever.

Don't stay up too late.

Guess I missed the fun.

This is for you.

It's from Cappie.

"Payback's a bitch. And so am I.

Sorry you had to bail me out. Cap. "