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Previously on Greek:
I'm looking for a new job.

"Part-time
cater-waiters."

Oh, hey Lana. What's it take
for a guy to get your number?

The staff phone sheet.
Too bad you quit.

Do you think you could
trust him again?

I think I want to try.

I used to have
so much fun with you.

Whenever I'm around you,
it just reminds me of all
the bad crap I did to you.

- I'm not used to
giving second chances.
- And you won't regret it.

She's back with Fisher and
I'm still in the doghouse?

Jordan seems
a little down.

I don't think she's
very excited about school.

Hey, Laura! Can you help me
carry some stuff in?

Of course.

Let me get that.

Awesome.

Whoa! Whoa!

- Whoa, whoa! Got it.
- Yeah, uh...

- Look like you need some help.
- Hey, Evan. Thank you.

Yeah, no problem. Flowers,
muffins, and a map of the US?

OK, let me guess.
You are...

...having a giant
geography tea party?

Worse. It's ZBZ
Founder's Weekend.

You know, that special time of
year where former CRU ZBZs

come from far and wide
return to their alma mater
to wax nostalgic

about our shared history and
sing multiple bonding songs.

And get hit up for cash
on their way out the door.

Oh, the joys
of sisterhood.

Oh, hey, Laura? Could you, uh,
help me with some more stuff?

Wow, you guys really
went all out this year.

Well, we seem
to have been slipping

in the campus rankings
a little.

What? That's crazy. I hadn't
heard anything about that.

I hate that I know
when you're lying.

Sorry. So how bad is it?

- Fourth... ish.
- OK.

So we're hoping
to bring in some extra cash

to help with some
bigger mixers and socials.

You know. Money certainly
doesn't hurt, right?

Sounds familiar.

Anyway, Ashleigh and I are
committed to leaving ZBZ

back on top.

Well, if there's anything the
Omega Chis can do to help out...

Thanks. I can't believe
you knew about fourth-ish.

It's getting harder and harder

keeping secrets
on this campus, right?

I guess...

Hey, watch where you're going,
Evan Keller!

You watch where you're
going, Cappie... Keller.

Really gotta come up with
some snappier comebacks.

Or maybe you two'll
just disengage

from this pissing contest and
actually become friends again.

Yeah, like that'll
ever happen.

So we're definitely on
Secret
Double Date tonight?

Jordan and I can't wait
to finally meet Grant.

You know, I've never gone out
with any of your boyfriends
before.

- That came out wrong.
- Does Dale want to join us?

He turned in all his work early
and went home for the weekend.

His parents flew him home after
he told them he was an atheist.

He said they totally
accepted his newfound belief

that there's
no point to existence.

- Ambush?
- Personally, I think they're
gonna crucify him.

Ladies and gentlemen,
let's prepare to dive headfirst

into our innermost id

as we roam over the
lascivious paint strokes

of artists who conspire
to arouse our beings

in undeniable pleasure.

Thirty seconds into class
and I'm already creeped out.

A new record.

- What's wrong?
- Jordan's not here.

So let's complete
the journey

through the eroticism
of modernism

with the final two
presentations.

Reed and Rutherford.
Starting with Ms. Reed.

This is bad.

Jordan Reed?

Ms. Reed?

No, I'm Rusty. Her boyfriend.

I think she's just
running a little late.

Art does not wait.
Neither do I.

If we can
just wait five minutes...

In five minutes, she will
get the same grade

I'm giving her now.

Aren't we overdoing it
on kitty spirit?

Each cat represents
a year of ZBZ's history

as well as a great way
to change conversation

should any of our alumnae

ask about our recent
downturn on campus.

You really think we shouldn't
tell them we're fourth-ish?

Cause we could really use
their help now more than ever.

And run the risk of them
thinking we're responsible?

Not a chance.

Yeah. This weekend
is all about charm,

flattery and
shameless butt-kissing.

Right. And I'm keeping my
sights on Doris McGovern,

class of 1966 and
our wealthiest alumna.

I've spent the last week
researching her.

She could single-handedly fund
next year's entire rush.

In one year, ZBZ
could be back on top.

Isn't that right?

- About the cats...
- Uh, yeah?

Well, I'm worried
one day you'll end up

surrounded by dozens of
them in a small apartment

with newspapers
stacked against the door.

- Ouch.
- Sorry,

it's just, you have no
real social life anymore.

Fisher's been trying to set you
up with some of his friends...

Between Pan-Hellenic,
the pledges,

my classes and this house,

I have too much
on my plate already.

Well, why can't you have
more than one plate?

You could have two plates,
maybe a chafing dish?

No time to chafe.
This weekend I have one job,

and that's to keep my
attention on Doris McGovern.

And her stupid hot
grandson.

There you are.

Here I am. Here,
come check these out.

I took these photos this
morning on Main Street.

You should've
seen the light,

it was all dusty and
diffused. It was perfect.

The light was pretty great in
Art History this morning, too.

Oh gosh,
I totally forgot. Um...

Maybe I can talk to
Professor Summerfield

- about turning it in late.
- It's OK, I took care of it.

After class,
I told him

you were involved in a pretty
bad hair dryer accident.

You can return your report in
on Monday, provided you're bald.

Thank you.

You helped me get into the lab
to do my O-Chem extra credit.

It's the least I can do.

OK, look at this one.

This one is my favorite.

As soon as I put Xavier
down for his nap,

then Brianna's
up running around.

Then I put her down and
then he's up running around.

I mean, I get
so exhausted.

Yeah, I'm exhausted just hearing
about it. Would you excuse me?

Excuse me.

Hello.

You're talking
to me now, huh?

Just for the weekend.

Remember, this is all about
sisterhood. And their money.

Thanks for the refresher course
on sisterhood, Ash.

Super helpful. Not to
mention hypocritical.

What's that
supposed to mean?

How about we
start with Fisher?

You've already forgiven him for
something he and I both did.

It's a total
double-standard,

yet you're giving me lessons
on being a good sister.

Because you're the one that
started this whole thing

when you decided to play
tongue twister with Fisher.

which makes you the worst
sister... in the whole world.

You want to
put that to a test?

- What kind of a test?
- A bet.

The house needs money,

so the sister who raises
more money this weekend wins.

And if I do, you have to
give me a second chance, too.

Fine. And if I win,
you have to be Sober Sister

for the rest of the year.

And spend every ZBZ event
at the house,

waiting for
drunk distress calls?

Super.

Look at the plus side,

at least we'll both know
what you're doing.

At least we'll both
know what you're doing.

♪ You've got it ♪

♪ I see it in your step
I want it ♪

Yesterday I was 15 and now
I'm 16. Isn't that weird?

It's just so weird, right?

Totally weird.
Here's your cake.

Ooh, can you get me
a different piece?

What's wrong
with this one?

It's cut weird.

Go.

That cake looks delicious.
Did you make that yourself?

Are you warming up to use
that line on a 16 year-old?

'Cause it might need
a little work.

Please, I'm here for the cake,
although I'm more of a pie man,

but we can discuss that
later over drinks.

Well, the only drinks
I'm dealing with later

are the ones
I'm cleaning up.

Great! Tomorrow night?

You really aren't clear on
the meaning of "no", are you?

No. But I'm very good
with yeses,

"yes, I find
you insanely hot"

and "yes, I was hoping
you felt the same",

and "yes, tomorrow night
sounds great."

And what if I
still said no?

- No to which "yes"?
- The first two.

Then I'll pick you up at eight,
and won't take no for an answer.

No to which "yes?"

Hey man, is she
going out with you?

I don't know.

So uh... that was weird,

running into you and Casey
this morning. Literally.

Yeah. She and I
are friends again.

A Psi Phi brownie
was involved.

- Ah... I've heard of their
psychedelic healing powers.
- Yeah.

You're OK
with that, right?

- Yeah, completely.
- OK.

Friends are fun.

I think Plato said that.

Or... Elmo.

Evan, the birthday brat
just put in a special request

for you to serve them...

- ...shirtless.
- What?

♪ I'll make you mine ♪♪

Uh, Mrs. McGovern,
I just wanted to say

how honored I am to have
you back here at ZBZ.

Of course
you are, dear.

Boy on the floor!

We never bothered
to use towels.

Well, with your figure,
you didn't need to.

Right.

So, I bet the
study lounge

looked different
without the computers.

Are you implying
that I'm old?

No, I just wanted to
point out the computers.

They're... That they're
a little outdated...

Well, I've always said,
"If it ain't broke..."

I always say that, too!

But of course, if it
is broke, it takes money...

Right. I'm going to
find my old room.

Oh...

She's...
She's warm.

A word of advice?

She spends her life
getting hit up for money,

so stop sucking up.

Am I coming across
a little desperate?

A little, yeah.

For what it's worth,
I'm enjoying the tour.

Well, I'm glad to see
that someone is.

So what do you think
of the house so far?

Honestly, I'm a little surprised
you girls are such slobs.

You do know you're only
getting the second floor tour

because you're with Doris.

Yeah, I know.

Traveling with her sometimes
does have its perks.

Don't be nervous.

What if he
recognizes me?

He won't. Just trust me,
it was over a year ago.

- Hey.
- Hey!

Grant, this is Rusty
and this is Jordan.

Great finally
meeting you guys.

Yeah, absolutely.

I feel like
we've met before.

No. Uh...
probably not.

Um, so Jordan, what happened
to you this morning?

Oh, I was taking pictures
on Main Street.

You should see her pictures.
She is really good.

Are you sure
we haven't met?

Are you taking any photography
classes this semester?

No, I've never thought
about taking it in school...

A friend of mine from back
home is a professional
photographer in New York.

Twenty-three and she's already
shooting spreads for Vogue.

Well, Teen Vogue.

If you want, you know,
you could call her.

Yeah, that'd be great. I'd love
to hear how she got started.

She must be
really talented

if she's doing all that
just out of school.

Actually, she dropped out
and she got a job as an intern,

paid her dues, and now
she's working on her own.

Really? I had no idea
you could do that.

It's pretty risky though.

Seems like you need
a college degree to
do anything these days.

Not necessarily in the arts.

Exactly! She was
telling me that...

Stuff.

- School's not for everyone.
- Well, it should be.

You're one of
the Omega Chis

that taped me to
the wall last year.

You guys should
try this corn bread,

it's really... fresh.

With our country
torn asunder,

it pains me that we are
engaged in battle as well.

You are my sister,
and have betrayed me.

If only a magical
wood nymph...

Someone got herself
a chafing dish.

He's really sweet.

But don't you think
it's kinda weird

that Doris brought him
to a sorority function?

I mean,
he's the only boy here.

He's helping his grandma out.
I think it's really nice.

An injured wood
nymph approaches.

- Oh!
- - Be calm and quiet so we do not scare the injured...

Wood nymph? Really?

Oh, come on,
it's ZBZ history.

How's it going
with Doris?

Oh, I've tried professional,
gracious, nonchalant...

But I'm not any closer
than I was with desperate.

Don't give up.
She loved her time here.

That's the problem.
She loves ZBZ of the past.

Not really ZBZ
of the present.

So, focus on the past.

Nostalgia. Huh...

Huh.

We could brainstorm
more later. Grab a drink?

I mean, provided that you ditch
the bayonet... and the mustache.

I'm sure
I could manage to...

Casey, your stupid brother is
waiting for you in the kitchen.

I'm sorry, I have to...

No excuses.
It's a soldier's duty.

But what can Eugenia and I offer
ye in return, ensorcelled nymph?

You need a shave.

And you need to
stop eating our food.

What's up? You just interrupted
some serious... networking.

It's Jordan. Has she talked
to you about school lately?

Like if she's
having any problems?

Well, she's mentioned she has
an 8:00am class she hates.

But I mean, who could blame her?
Brains don't work that early.

No, I mean academically.

I just get the feeling
she's not that into school.

Like she doesn't see
the point to any of it.

Yeah, with an 8:00am,
who would?

OK, unfortunately, Rusty,
unlike you,

we all didn't know what we
wanted to do when we were born.

Most of us are
still figuring it out.

I said, "Does he not see
how devotedly I love him?"

- Crap, that's my cue.
- No, hey, wait...

So you're saying there's
nothing I can do about it?

Isn't the question "What is
Jordan going to do about it?"

What affects
Jordan affects me.

Well, you love studying polymer
science, what does she have?

I don't know. She's been really
into photography lately.

Then maybe that's
her direction.

"Does he not see how
devotedly I love him?"

Sorry, Rus, I gotta
go storm Atlanta.

According to
the undergrad catalogue,

all you need
is Professor Belski

to approve your portfolio
and then you're in the major.

But I don't even have
a portfolio.

Yet. We'll worry about that
after she agrees to look at it.

Thank you for
doing this for me.

Well, you can thank me
if it works.

Um, hi, Professor Belski...

- What do you think of this?
- It's an eye?

They say that eyes are
the windows to the soul.

But windows are clear,
transparent,

merely a framing device.

So what does a well-exposed
close-up of an eye,

a frame within
a frame, mean?

Nothing? If there's no context.

- Exactly. What's your name?
- Jordan. Jordan Reed.

I'm actually interested in
majoring in photography

and I was wondering...

We're wondering if you could
take a look at her portfolio.

May.

Uh, may you take a look
at her portfolio?

The month. I look at portfolios
the month of May for next fall.

I was hoping to start
sooner than that.

Do you think you could
make an exception?

May. No exceptions.
And no eyeballs, please.

May isn't that far away.

But the program doesn't
start 'til next fall.

And that's if
I even get in.

What if she doesn't
like my pictures?

She'll love them.
You just have to wait.

Another year?

We used to roast
marshmallows here

but the cost of cleaning
the chimney became too great.

My kids love to
roast marshmallows.

They're six and four. It's the
first time I've been away...

Oh. You must
really miss them.

What? Oh, my kids, sure.

But I miss this house.

And the sisters,
and the gossip...

Come on,
gimme some gossip.

OK, um...

Caroline is failing German. And
Jamie wears invisible braces.

Come on, give me
some real dirt.

I won't tell.

OK.

See that girl over there?

She kissed my boyfriend
at a KT party.

OK, A: you're hanging out
with KTs? - what a skank!

Yeah. We're in a bet.

And if she raises
more money than me,

I actually have
to forgive her.

I just don't know
what I can do.

Well, we can make damn sure
she doesn't win.

Hand me my purse.

Are there always
this many people here?

This is a slow night.

You go for a table and
I'll get us some drinks.

Oh, but I was
hoping to treat.

Girls get served way faster
than guys. So, this one's on me.

- Two drafts please.
- You got it.

Girls always get
served faster.

It's probably
because of the boobs.

Do you want me to get you one?

Uh, two, actually.

I just saw these girls
in pink sweaters

almost throw down over
an empty bathroom stall.

Oh, um...

Hey, I'm Lana.

I'm Casey. Um...

So... how do you two
know each other?

Fight Club. Damn,
I broke the first rule.

And the second one.

Do you know each other
from class?

I don't go to school here.

Oh, where do you go?

To work. That's about it.

Um...

- Here you go.
- Oh, you look thirsty.

Oh... No. I'm here
with... uh, Nate.

He's this guy...
that I'm seeing.

He's over there.

Oh, he got a table.

He's a keeper.
Does he share?

Uh... Do you
want to join us?

Um...

- Sure, yeah.
- OK.

Oh, Nate, this is Lana.
And Cappie.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Cappie. That's a funny name.

Yeah, it makes
me laugh, too.

So how do you two
know each other?

We just met actually.
At ZBZ Founder's Weekend.

Funny. You look awfully young
and male to have founded ZBZ.

No, he's accompanying his
grandmother. Isn't that sweet?

Actually, Doris is
not my grandmother.

She's not?

No, I'm more of her helper.

Well, her
helperish friend.

What does a
helperish friend do?

Other than make great meals
out of hamburger?

Well, when Doris's
husband died,

she had to run the
company by herself,

and she needed
an extra set of hands.

And what exactly
do those hands do?

They help, OK?

I think taking care of the
elderly is a wonderful thing.

Sure. Helping is great. I think
Elmo said that. Or Plato.

So what kind of name
is Cappie? Dutch?

After all this work,

I really feel like
I've "urned" this wine.

That's funny, right?

No.

So I was with
Casey last night...

Really? You guys hung out?

Yeah.

She was with this guy, Nate.
Something's not right with him.

Not to mention
I'm 99 percent sure

he lifted a tip
off the table.

Why didn't you
say something?

She'll just accuse
me of being jealous.

Well, are you?

No. I want her
to move on.

- Just not with a douche bag.
- Right.

But... someone
could talk to her.

A friend?

Yeah, all right.

I'll warn Casey
off your Douche Bigalow.

"Douche Bigalow", that's funny.
I must be wearing off on you.

That's what he said.

And the streak ends at one.

- So, you'll talk to Casey?
- Yes.

Um, just one question.

How am I supposed to warn her
about somebody I've never met?

If I don't do
something soon,

I have a feeling Jordan
might leave school.

So what if she does?

It's possible that college
might not be right for her.

She would be making a
massive mistake if she quit.

- And I have to stop that.
- What does that mean?

It means you should drop your
jacket back at the house,

'cause you're not
going to need it.

This isn't one of your
really bad ideas, is it?

This is one of my
really great ideas.

It's amazing how fast
the years go.

It seems like
only yesterday.

All the more reason
we need ZBZ

to remain a part
of our lives now.

I'm Rebecca Logan.

- Oh. You kissed
Ashleigh's boyfriend.
- Excuse me?

- That's not what
ZBZ sisters do.
- Excuse me?

I'm donating to the house, but
I'm giving my money to Ashleigh.

Excuse me.

- What in the hell have you
been telling people?
- The truth.

I suppose she
neglected to mention

that she's forgiven
her boyfriend,

but she won't
forgive me.

- Is that true?
- Well...

Apparently, she has a
completely different standard

for boyfriends
than sisters.

That's a little hypocritical,
don't you think?

- No. I don't. Because...
- Well I do.

And I think it's time people
found out the whole story.

We have a lot
to discuss.

Some group, huh?

Wait, this is
your year, isn't it?

I didn't know
we brought that down.

Casey, sometimes it helps when
you're being terribly obvious

to just admit it.

I brought it down
on purpose.

And well you should,
it was a stellar year.

We won Greek Week...

Sports Banner, Top GPA,
Greek Blue Ribbon.

You know what they say,
the more things change...

The more they
stay the same.

Well, this doesn't
look the same.

Actually, this place
looks like hell.

Well it is the same.
ZBZ, number one.

♪ The men of Omega Chi have
courage to always fight ♪

And here are Omega Chis

serenading us
like they always do,

because we're the
number one house.

♪ Where fraternal bonds
make us strong ♪

♪ A sword to our chest ♪

♪ On the field
and in our hearts ♪

♪ We will always be the best ♪

♪ The men of Omega Chi
stout hearts brave and true ♪

Just in the nick of time.
You are the best!

Well, hopefully this'll stir up
some rewarding memories.

Hey, who's the new guy?
I don't recognize him.

Oh, he's just here
for the weekend.

Do I detect a
Cartwright crush?

Uh... He's all right.

- Hey man, I'm Evan Chambers.
- Nate Radcliffe.

- Where you from, Nate?
- Baltimore.

Balti-more.

Nate, would you
excuse us for a minute?

Oh... sure.

I don't know, Case.
I don't like him.

What? You just met him.

Yeah, but I got a really bad
feeling about him...

- From a handshake?
- Sweaty palms.

Wait a minute.
Are you jealous?

What? Jealous? No, I'm not
jealous. I'm... I'm concerned.

- Mmm. I thought we
were friends.
- We are friends.

And as your friend,
I'm telling you,

I don't like
Douche Bigalow over there.

And that sounds
like Cappie.

You guard the door, and I'll get
the pictures from the computer.

And then what?

And then I'll get her pictures
in front of Professor Belski.

- Seriously.
- It's just one of those things

boyfriends do for
their girlfriends
because they love them.

Are you sure you're doing this
for Jordan, or for you?

OK, I don't think
that's really...

- Surprise!
- Rusty!

What are you doing here?

Oh, I thought since we
had the afternoon free...

That we would
play Stephen Hawking

and the naughty
scientist girl again?

- C'mon, say it...
- No.

- Say it. Say it for me!
- No, no.

Rusty, say it!

Take... off...
your... clothes...

Actually...

I thought first we
could actually go...

...we could study
somewhere else.

You surprised me
to study?

- As foreplay.
- OK.

Straight people...

I had fun tonight.

To be honest, I haven't really
done much dating lately.

Me either. Doris tends
to take up a lot of time.

I can only imagine.

So what do you
do for her, anyway?

I'm a friend
who helps her out.

Helps her out how? Crossing
the street? Opening jars?

Aiding and abetting sorority
girls who dare cross her path?

It's complicated.

So in the interest of
keeping this simple...

By the way,
I talked to Doris.

She's gonna write
ZBZ a nice big check.

That's amazing,
thank you!

Even after you
slip me my percentage,

you're still gonna have plenty
left over for the house.

Your what?

My cut. I was thinking
20 percent,

but since you're so incredibly
hot, I'll take 15.

Uh, yeah, um...

That money is
supposed to be

a charitable donation,
to the sorority.

Oh, and it will be...
most of it, anyway.

And what if I
tell Doris?

Be smart, Casey.

No offense, you just
don't want to do anything

that you're gonna
regret later.

I already did.

I still can't believe you
wanted to come to an art show.

I didn't think
this was your thing.

Oh, I've got a feeling

we'll both find something
to enjoy here tonight.

Jordan, if taking pictures
makes you happy,

then you belong here at CRU
in the Photography Department.

And if Professor Belski
doesn't look at your portfolio,

then maybe she'll look at
your first public showing.

Oh, my God! Rusty!

My photos...

Uh, Professor Belski?

Hi. You remember Jordan Reed?

Oh, of course.

I'm looking forward to seeing
your portfolio in May.

We don't have to
wait that long.

These are her photos.

Well? What do you think?

Amateurish.

But there is some interesting
composition, depth...

And no eyeballs.

Are you gonna
keep annoying me

until I let her
into the program?

You can count on it.

I'll probably
regret this...

You can begin classes
next semester.

Yes!

It's a three-year program.

Culminating in an art show
you won't have to crash.

And then?

You'll have to do
what everyone else does

after they graduate
with a degree in photography:

hunt for a job
as an assistant.

And if you're good,
you work your way up.

Casey? What are
you doing here?

I was on a date. With Nate.
It ended early.

I guess it took me two dates
to figure out what you got

just from
shaking his hand.

Hey, I'm sorry I accused
you of being jealous.

You were just
looking out for me.

Huh?

Anyway, he got Doris to
donate money to the house,

then expected a
percentage for himself.

You're kidding.

I should've known.
Money has a real knack

for turning guys
into jerks.

I didn't mean...
I meant Nate.

Yeah, no...
No, I get it. It's OK.

I shouldn't have
started dating.

I guess I'm not ready.
After Max and...

...everything.

You know...
I think you're ready.

I just don't think you're ready
to date jerks like him.

So can I
walk you home?

- Um... I'm good, but thanks.
- OK. Yeah.

What was all that about?

Uh... I think you were right
about her new douche.

First Max then Nate. I swear
it's all been downhill since me.

Thanks. Yeah...

Hey. We should take
pictures of your pictures.

Is that weird?

Rusty, thank you for
everything today.

God, it was amazing.

But, um...
I turned it down.

What? Why?

Rusty, do you know
how many classes

I took in community college,

in every possible subject?
How I wanted to believe

that moving here
would make me happy?

Even the whole study abroad
thing... It was just another way

to buy time until I figured out
what it was I wanted to do.

And what is that?

I want to be
a photographer.

I want to be an artist,
not spend my time studying art.

- Oh, my...
- Look, Rusty, school is
where you belong, but not me.

And if I want to do this,
I gotta do this for real.

OK...
you're dropping out.

So we'll just find you a job
here, you can get an apartment.

- There's one in my building,
I was actually...
- Rusty.

You know Grant's friend?
The photographer?

Yeah.

I talked to her
earlier today.

Rus, this is an opportunity
of a lifetime...

She offered me
an internship.

In New York.

Carry the one... Ha! I'm ahead
by four-hundred dollars.

And that's just from six alums.
I guess rich people

are more comfortable with
cheating than with hypocrisy.

Not so fast. I got more
alums to donate than you.

So I'm going with
the popular vote.

You're changing the rules?
I'm winning!

Doesn't matter. I can't
forgive you anyway.

But that's not...

You know what... forget it.
I'm done and I've had it.

With you,
with everyone!

Because no matter
what I do,

I guess I'll always
be the house slut.

What is wrong
with Rebecca?

You floozy!

- Me?
- She must mean Rebecca.

I just talked to Nate
and he told me

- how you threw yourself at him.
- What?!

I want... No, I demand
a Kitty Passing!

You forced yourself
on Nate.

With all due respect,
Mrs. McGovern,

Nate tried to squeeze
us for 20 percent

of your donation
to this house.

At least try to lie
convincingly.

Sorry, he said 15 percent
because I'm so incredibly hot.

Someone has an awfully high
opinion of herself.

Oh my God, this is insane.
What is he to you, anyway?

What he is to me is
none of your business.

So yes or no,
do you deny kissing him?

Yes, I mean no...
yes, I did kiss him.

So you admit it. You're nothing
but a player and a strumpet.

I didn't know Casey
played the strumpet.

Never mind. I don't
care what you think.

And I'm done kissing your ass.
If you don't believe me,

I don't want your money, and
I don't want you as my sister.

May I?

You know, I don't remember half
the college boys I slept with.

Although there was
one Lambda Sig...

It was like he had the
Hindenburg in his shorts.

You don't by chance
have a point?

Hmm? Oh, right.
My point is that

after the boys in
your life have gone,

you'll still have
your ZBZ sisters.

Not the one who
kissed my boyfriend.

Or the one who's
a total hypocrite!

Neither one of you is holding
Pussy-Willow, are you?

When all is said and done,
we're sisters.

That's why you always used to
say "sisters before misters."

Is that like bros
before hos?

Sisters before
misters, damn it!

That's why we have
Founder's Weekend,

to remind us
that men come and go

but our ZBZ family
is forever.

And families should be honest
with each other and I...

we all, spent the weekend
trying to get money

from our older sisters.

Using all kinds
of methods.

Because the truth is...

We're in trouble.
We're not number one anymore.

We're sort
of fourth... ish.

But we were hoping
to raise enough money

to make some improvements
around the house,

throw some killer mixers
and eventually

have the best rush
this campus has ever seen.

Sisters before
everything else.

It's a shame that's
so easy to forget.

Well, I have to pee.

You want coffee,
milk, soda?

I got some leftover
Kettlewell corn...

How about talking to me
about tonight.

I can't believe that
you're really going.

I helped you, and I
encouraged and supported you,

and now you're
just gonna leave?

I'm sorry.

Well, I'm sorry too,
if this is how you get repaid

for being a good boyfriend.

You do stuff for someone
because you love them,

then they wake up one morning
and then they say "so long."

Rusty, you've always known
what you wanted to do,

and that's why I love
being with you because...

You made me feel like one day
I'd figure out my thing, too.

And it's because of you
that I'm finally doing

what's right for me.

Well, excuse me if I'm
not all smiley about it.

Neither am I, because
the one thing I don't want

is for us to end.

I don't think we have to.

I mean, plenty of people do
the whole long-distance thing.

What about when I was
gonna go to Europe?

There's a difference.
If you were going to Europe,

you were coming back.

I think Pussy-Willow
is dead.

I have the final tally.

How much did I win by?

Apparently, that Kitty Passing
made everyone come together

and we raised another
900 dollars,

but it became a
popularity contest.

- They liked me more.
- Then Sober Sister, it is.

I want to know why you did it.
Why did you kiss him?

I was just
lonely and drunk.

You're my best friend
in the house,

and you weren't around
because you were with Fisher.

So you were
jealous of me?

I guess I wanted
what I couldn't have,

and I haven't had what I
wanted in a really long time.

What do you want?

To be happy.

But every single time,
something gets in the way.

You get in the way.
You know that, right?

When life gets too comfortable,
I screw things up.

I'm comfortable
in the uncomfortable.

It's just what I do.

Forget Sober Sister,
that's for the pledges.

I think we're good now.

Really?

On a probationary basis.

'Cause if you do it again,
you'll end up like Pussy-Willow.

Bye.

- Oh.
- For the house.

Does this have anything to do
with last night's Kitty Passing?

No, Nate caved.

He told me he tried
hitting you up for money.

Fifteen percent.

Uh... Hey Doris,

so if you know Nate lied,
why is he still with you?

I mean... what exactly
does he do for you?

So you confessed?

Don't play dumb. You sicced
your two thugs on me.

- My two what?
- You know, that Cappie guy.

Cappie?

Yeah, him and the ass
in the Iron Man Audi.

The two of them were
waiting outside of my hotel

and they told me to
stay away from you, so...

Cappie and Evan.

♪ Sunlight creeps in
between the curtains ♪

So I guess I finally get
to cash in on my Gotcha win.

Yeah, it's too bad it's a
going-away party though.

Thank you so much
for everything,

for always being there and
helping me feel like I belonged.

I could not have asked
for a better big sis.

Well, you know, you'll
have a lot of people

waiting here for you
if you ever need us.

OK, enough of the schmaltz.
Come on...

Oh, good luck
in New York.

Put your money in your sock,
don't eat from a cart,

and never ever trust
anyone remotely like me.

Thanks, Cap.

be cool, stay in school.

I can't believe
she's actually going.

Yeah...

Nate left too. He turned out
to be a total jerk.

But you knew that already
didn't you?

I still say he's
doing the old lady.

Well, before he left
he told me that

you and some guy
in an Iron Man Audi

told him to stay
away from me.

- Isn't that crazy?
- Yeah!

What would I be doing with Iron
Man? He's not even a real guy.

Evan has an Iron Man Audi.

Does he? I'd be more likely
to hang out with Iron Man.

Rebecca and I
are friends again.

Why?

- Sorry.
- Yay sisterhood.

Maybe it won't
work out, right?

Maybe I'll be back in
a month. You never know.

You never know.

OK, stay here.
I wanna get a picture.

Don't worry, Rus.
You'll see her again.

Yeah, sure. Sure I will.

OK.