"Now, Lindsey, I'm not saying that you should stop eating, I am just pointing out that with figure like yours food might not be the best option."

The words were muttered by a woman dressed in a pink suit, with bobbed hair, carrying a small pink purse. She was immaculate from head to toe, and she surveyed the room with a slight superiority and something else Annie couldn't quite place her finger on. The words were addressed to a tall blonde woman wearing a large fur coat. They stepped in to the room and surveyed it with a certain disgust. Lindsey took out her air freshener.

"If this is punishment for being so involved, Mother, it's not going to work. I don't mind this place. In fact I think it's... lovely." Lindsey sat defiantly in Britta's chair "How exactly are we going to help these people?"

Dean Pelton, clearly feeling the need to get involved, decided to introduce himself to the new arrivals. He advanced to the eldest woman.

"Um, Hello!" he said, extending his arm to the woman "It is my uncontrollable pleasure to welcome you to our... humble abode. My name's Dean Pelton and here we have-"

"Lucille," said Lucille, surveying his still extended hand, not even moving hers an inch "And no." she said, walking away and sitting in Jeff's chair, not before she studied it carefully and muttered a spiteful "Eugh."

"Okay, Dean, I think we all need an explanation of who these people are." Said Jeff. Seeing Lucille take his spot was too much.

"Or... when they are?" said Troy for the first time, crawling out of his spot and studying the new characters with interests.

"This is no time for your Inspector Spacetime shenanigans, Troy" Jeff sighed.

"Or is it no place, Jeff, is it no place?" Troy shot a conspiratory glance towards Jeff.

Lindsey rose out of her seat and decided to address Jeff, as he was the only one that wasn't currently humming the tune to Inspector Spacetime (Annie was allowed to like their games, they were fun, jeez), was her husband wearing a wig, or was someone who looked equally as crazy.

"We're here on an integration project. Helping the disadvantaged. I didn't know places like these existed." she rose her tone slightly, as if talking to a backwards child.

"Hey, upper- class Britta, I can hear." said Jeff, standing opposite her. "We are not someexperiment. I used to be a lawyer."

She seemed to perk up on the words "lawyer" and sat back down again. She flicked back her fringe, and in slightly deeper tone said "A lawyer...hmm... So...What's a hot shot like you doing in a place like this?"

"Getting a degree. I faked my one and now I have to repeat it at Greendale."

Lindsey extended her hand. "I am so, so sorry." Her eyes tried to meet his, deeply apologetic. Jeff was not moved by this however.

Annie, seeing this, decided to break out of Troy and Abed and (hopefully forever now) Annie in the morning and sat next to Lucille.

"Going to Greendale's nothing to be ashamed of!" she broke in, slightly concerned that Jeff wasn't doing it before her.

"Isn't it?" Lucille interrupted, looking Annie up and down, and reaching into her bag to pull out a bottle of scotch.

"It's 10am." Annie remarked at seeing the bottle, slightly appalled.

"Hence why it's not finished, dear." Lucille replied, lifting the bottle up to her mouth.

Jeff and Annie exchanged glances. Annie knew that Jeff was no stranger to drink and she was no stranger to Caroline from Corpus Cristi, but this woman was clearly something of a professional. She was glad to see, however that he was as taken aback by this as she was.

"I know a lawyer, perhaps you've heard of Bob Lob Law..." Lindsey said and now she and Jeff were engaged in a banter about lawyers and firms and houses in Iraq and a world Annie was unfamiliar with.

"So, what brings you to this dump?" asked Lucille glancing at Lindsey and her attempts to flirt with Jeff, which mainly involved a lot of hair flicking. "If only she had something to stick out" she muttered under her breath.

"Um I had a very brief addiction to a pill that I was told would help me focus but instead..." Annie trailed off.

"Cost you your college space and virginity?" Lucille raised her eyebrow.

"Well yes, but you see it's not that simple..."

"And now you're trying to make it out alone in this harsh, unforgiving world. What about arm muscle lawyer, why don't you two pair up?" Lucille leant over to whisper in Annie's ear, her breath carrying the slight hint of scotch.

"Really, you think so?" was Annie's initial reaction but she quickly remembered herself. "Me and Jeff? Nope, never."

"A young gal like you, studying, what is it, you said?"

"I didn't, it's healthcare management"

"Oh, Jesus Christ." Lucille took another swing from her bottle. "You're a young girl, just use the gifts god gave you and you'll be fine."

"Gifts, what gifts?" Annie had a pretty clear idea of what Lucille was saying, but she wanted it said. Even if it was disgusting, she wanted it said. And it was said. By Troy.

"Annie's Boobs!" Troy shouted into the air ventilation. Annie and Lucille looked back to find Tobias half naked in the air vent. He was shouting "I shall get you, either from the front or from the behind, and then we shall Blue you, you little beast."

Lucille rolled her eyes. "Even the boy knows, Annie, even he knows. You've gotta go...downtown." She raised her eyebrows suggestively, before standing on the table and started dancing "When life is dull and it's making you feel lonely you can always go... downtown" Annie shook her head at herself. There was no absolute way that this woman was right. Nope.

Luckily, Britta walked in, followed by Shirley and Pierce, and some unknown man in a suit, who looked stressed.

"Britta!" Annie went to hug her "Look, it's so weird, they've got all these..." she lowered her voice "people in here, they're called the Bluths"

She had hardly any time to talk about the weird situation, and the weird people, because the man in the suit was already on the study group table trying to lower Lucille down.

"Lindsey, I told you not to let her drink for at least two hours until she'd settled in. You know how she is!" he shouted as he tried to bring Lucille (who was still singing "Downtown" with impeccable force) down from the table in a way that would not break her or the table.

"Well sorry we're not all as perfect as you Michael, sorry we're not all hanging out with our lawyer girlfriends." Lindsey strived to shout over the sound of Tobias fetching Annie's Boobs, Lucille's singing and Pierce's jokes. "Actually..."

"Her name's Maggie!"

"I know I know." Linsey said, and turned to Jeff. "This is my twin brother Michael, he's no... threat, and neither is my husband Tobias, for that matter." They both glanced at a now literally blue Tobias trying to make his way out of the vent. It seemed like he had succeeded his plan of successfully catching Annie's Boobs from behind, but the vent was now cutting off his circulation. "Anyway," Lindsey continued "He thinks he's a big man just because he managed to sleep with her tonight, don't you, Michael? He thinks now it's time to abandon family ties, the family that loves him so greatly... and has give all of their live to him-"

"Nice joke Lindsey" said Michael, finally sitting down

"Maggie?" Jeff suddenly perked up "Maggie Lizer?"

"Yep, how did you know?" said Michael.

"I'm a lawyer too." Jeff said dismissively. "So... Maggie, haven't seen her in quite a while. Maggie Lizer. She... umm, say anything about me? Mention me? We were quite good... friends."

Michael Bluth seemed to think for a second. "Nope, nothing." He finally answered. Jeff seemed a little disappointed.

Dean Pelton, now sensing, as he did every morning that this was his time to shine, stood up on the table and shouted "Now, ladies," he looked at Tobias,"and gentlemen," a glance in the direction of Jeff WInger. "Now that you have settled in, I have no words, only; Break A Dean!"

The members of the study group and the Bluths studied him in silence.

"Michael, are the others all here?" asked Tobias, emerging form the vent, triumphant as ever.

"Yes," Michael replied "George Michael and his precious Ann, and everyone is here. They're in the toilet or lost or... something."

"Yes, I trust George Michael to take the back door, if you know what I mean." Tobias sniggered.

"We don't want to know what you mean." Jeff and Michael interrupted, while Pierce, almost choking said "It mean's he's gay!"

"Well, if you want to go there." said Tobias. "I judge nobody."

"So," the Dean interrupted, looking slightly anxious. "Are we all good? Wonderful. I'm off"

And he rose and simply walked away, not forgetting to touch the fabric of Jeff's jacket.

"This is simply divine, Jeffery, and can I take smell the pine again?" Without any response, he plunged his nose into Jeff's neck and smelled to his heart's content, when he discovered that Tobias had joined him.

"Smells like roses." he said as he whiffed the smell, with his eyes closed, and his lips slightly parted.

"Yeah, Jeff, can I have a whiff?" said Britta, looking semi-seriously into Jeff's face and humming.

"Oh, did you know, that when it snows, my eyes become large and the light that you shine can't be seeeeeen?"

"Baby, I compare you to a kiss from the rose on the grey..." As Britta stopped, Dean Pelton and Tobias carried on. As soon as they realized they were alone, they stopped and looked at each other.

"It's always been my dream to sing that song!" the both said. The whole study group and the Bluths were looking at them in silence so Tobias and The Dean quieted down as well.

"Well," said the Dean "Im off!" and he went out, still wearing Tobias' wig, and hurriedly closed the door behind him.

At first everyone was too stunned to speak. Tobias shook himself off and said "Well he can take the backdoor with me any day.". Jeff ignored the blatant opportunity for sarcasm, Annie sensed that something was not well.

"Are we, are we the only one's here?" he said to Annie, but more to himself.

Slightly put off, she went to check the corridors. Nobody. But there was still class, right? Maybe they'd just missed the bell. She opened the door to the biology lab. Strange. Nobody. No one at reception, no one at the cafeteria, she became more panicked as she searched every possible room she could think of. Then she had a thought. Nah, the Dean would never, lock them in, surely? I mean, what possible reason could he have? Still, she walked faster and faster towards the exit, until she fell into a light sprint. She saw the dean at the door, saw him on the other side, walking away. She finally reached the door. She pulled. Nothing. She pushed. No. She tugged at the door, she tried kicking it, but noting would work.

"Dean! Dean Pelton! You've locked us in!" she shouted.

"Im sorry Annie, but that's just the way things are. That's just how things are supposed to be." boomed the tannoy above her. How did he do this? He was outside.

Alarmed, the whole group came hurrying, Michael and Jeff first, followed by Troy and Abed , followed by the rest and a staggering Lucille at the end.

"Goddamn it, Pelton, you've gone too far!" Jeff shouted at the speakers overhead and at the door. He tried everything; punching, shouting, swearing, but nothing worked.

"I'm sorry Jeffery, but this is just they way it's meant to be!" said the speaker, a bit more softly this time.

"How are we meant to live?!"

"Oh, you'll find something."

"What is this?!"

Lucille broke in, finally realizing the horror of it all. "We're stuck in this godforsaken place and I've only got one bottle of scotch?"

It hit Jeff too. "You're leaving us with one bottle of scotch? What monster would do this? How am I going to live?" He kicked the door, and edged himself toward Lucille.

But this time, the microphones stayed silent.