"Okay, what do you want your flyers to say?" Paige sat at the kitchen counter. Her laptop propped up in front of her, her fingers ready to fiddle with the keys. Ellie stood over her shoulder, thinking of the right pitch for the flyers.

"How about…" came Spinner, who was tossing a nerf football across the living room to Jimmy. They'd decided to come over and hangout, see if Ellie needed anymore help with unpacking. Ellie assured them that no further unpacking would be commenced until the furniture arrived. Just clothing and hygiene stuff was all she needed at the moment.

"Hot girl. Hot apartment. Want a piece of it all? Come live here." Spinner suggested.

"Spin, I think she's trying to encourage more saner people to audition. Sex crazed pervs who are looking for a place to crash aren't gonna cut it." Jimmy said, tossing the football back to his friend.

"Yeah, I'm with Jimmy." Paige said. "The saner the better.

"But, it's nice to know you're trying to help." Ellie said.

"Ha, I'm helping." Spinner turned to Jimmy. "5 points for me. See if you can do better." He tossed the ball back.

"Alright." Jimmy caught the ball and sat it in his lap. "I got one for you."

"I'm listening." Ellie folded her arms.

"Luxurious, uptown apartment. Three bed, three bath. Spacious kitchen and living room. Ellie Nash (put in picture), attendant of U of T, will be at (give address) to greet and interview and see if you are qualified to fill her roommate slots. Recipients should preferably be starting their freshmen year at U of T or continuing on to there sophomore or junior year." Jimmy leaned back in his chair, folding his arms. He couldn't help but smile.

"Huh. Jimmy that was…great. Perfect. Paige did you get all of that?" Ellie said looking back at the computer screen.

"Every word. Just need to do some editing concerning the rent and you're good to go."

"That was easy. Thanks Jimmy," Ellie smiled.

"No problem. Oh, my friend." Jimmy tossed the ball to Spinner. "That's 10 points for me."

"Not that I'm not happy to see you…but what the hell are you doing here?" Alex said, driving down the highway, Sean in the passenger seat. "I thought you were off fighting the good fight."

"Changed my mind," Sean casually shrugged.

"Hmm…so why were you looking for Marco and Ellie?"

"Needed a place to stay, thought they had enough room."

"The Simpson/Nelson clan got another toddler crawling around?"

"No, I just…didn't wanna get in their way."

"That's a first."

"Look, you can drop me off at a gas station."

"No, no." Alex giggled. "Chill, I'm joking with you. It's been a while; I'm just testing your reflexes."

"Yeah, whatever. So what have you been up to?"

"Not much, just navigating my way around town. I went out to Ajax a few months ago and moved in with a relative. Noting major."

"Wait weren't you bunking with…"

"Yeah, not very long though. Things weren't working out, so I left."

"Sorry."

"Oh don't be. I've got it pretty good in Ajax. I'm making money, I've got friends. Things are great."

"Well good for you."

"Thanks. So what about you? Basic training didn't go so well?"

"I guess you could say that."

"Ah," Snake yawned, sluggishly making his way downstairs. "Morning, Em."

"Morning," she said, fidgeting uncomfortably on the couch.

"You're up early,"

"Yeah, I couldn't sleep much."

"You feeling okay?" Snake asked walking into the kitchen.

"Yeah, yeah. Fine." She lied. She was wondering how long it'd take him to realize Sean was gone. "I just wasn't all that sleepy."

"Well, do yah want some breakfast? I'm gonna try crepes this morning."

"I'm not really hungry."

"You sure you're not…" he paused. Emma looked away, trying to avoid eye contact. Snake had caught on. "Where's Sean?"