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*Luke keeps on grinning as Cora looks up. He lazily stretches out his arms.* Yeah, it's a nice day out.

*s**t, this is so awesome. It's hitting him now. Cora's on his campus. She's on .... his ******** .... college campus! Just in time for end of the year drunken debauchery. Aw, he's gonna take her into Philly. It's gonna be ******** awesome...*

*As Luke's thinking all this, he's grinning and staring at her. And then it hits him.*

*His face goes deadpan as he realizes what she's wearing out in broad daylight.*

Uhh .... *He quickly leads her away towards his dorm building.* Cora, we gotta go inside.

Hey, Cora. *half-dragging her* Hey, Slim.

*little louder* Yo. *He's half-smiling at her. She must really be in awe of this place....* Get the ADD under control, babe.

You'll get to see all this and more, once we get you some clothes.

*Luke hurries her inside the dorm building, looking left and right. There's a few people inside. He's getting stares now.*

*He smiles and waves to people who look his way. He pushes the button for the elevator, and thankfully, it opens immediately.*

*Once inside, Luke presses the button for the 10th floor.*

*The doors slam shut and Luke lets out a relieved sigh.*

*turns to Cora* Alright, I'm gonna take you to the suite. *shakes his head, half-smiling* Hopefully, the guys won't be back yet.

*nods* Yeah. The guys are Chuck and Jeff. Chuck's defense on lacrosse and Jeff plays midfield. We all got a place here instead of at the frat house. Because we appreciate things like ... indoor plumbing.

*The elevator doors open with a DING and they walk out.*

*smirking* Sometimes they're here. Sometimes they're not. Hopefully, they won't see you like this...

*The dorm hall is in desperate need of a vacuum, some raid, and some serious Glade air-fresheners. As Aimee might say, it smells like "boy." But to Luke, this is home. It's everything he's ever wanted a dorm hall to be ... minus the free alcohol and on-site porn shop.*

*Techno music can be heard playing down the hallway, or from Luke's own suite. It's hard to tell.*

*Luke reaches his door. It would have said "1007", but the 1 had been chiseled off, to leave a bunch of nicks in its place.*

*As he gets his key out, he looks to Cora. He realizes that she's barely said 3 words since she got here.* You alright, Slim? You're not going Helen Keller on me, are you?

*Luke opens the door and walks into the suite. 1007 is in its usual state of disarray, and this to Luke is if nothing else comforting. He finds that the techno music IS coming from their suite.*

*The hallway leads to a kitchen area, a living room, and doors that go to three separate rooms. A well-fed, wrestler type is sitting propped up on two chair legs, with his labtop on the kitchen table.*

*Luke smirks. Great. He goes to quickly move past Chuck, but Chuck sees him.*

"Hey, Luke. How'd the exam go---"

*Chuck looks Cora up and down, noting first her body then the space gear.* "Whoa there..." *He gets up out of his chair.*

*Luke tries to play it cool and get Cora behind a door before the questions can start.* "Hey, man. Piece of cake. I kicked its a** all the way back to grade school."

*Chuck looks at Cora and then back at Luke with a grin. He comes to a single conclusion.* "You got a stripper??"

"She's not a stripper!" *Some of his anger fades when he says.* "Besides, how would you know what one looks like?"

*Chuck rolls his eyes. That kind of remark was standard around here.* "Yeah, so what's with the space girl suit?"

"She just got back from a play on campus." *Luke opens out his arm.* "Christ, could you be less of an a** please? You always greet people in here by asking them what street corner they work on?"

*Chuck grinned.* "Just you and Jeff."

*Luke smirked and presented his flatmate.* "Cora, this is Chuck. Chuck, Cora. I apologize in advance for his behavior."

*Chuck shakes her hand. He waits for her to say something to explain herself ... She doesn't. Chuck looks at Luke like "wtf?"*

*Luke drags Cora away.* "Uhh... She's from Canada." *He says this as if it should explain everything.*

*Chuck nods, still confused.* "Oh."

*Luke ushers Cora into his room and shuts the door. He leans against it.*

*Maaaaaybe this wasn't going to be as easy as he thought.* "Okay, first things first ... we gotta find you some clothes."