Finally Sherlock and Joon approach Dickenson Hall, coming from around Essex Hall.

Sherlock: (Continuing the conversation from the previous scene:) Did I get anything wrong?

Joon: Corey and I don't get along. We never have. She and Noelle broke up three months ago. And Corey is an underage drinker.

Sherlock: Spot on, then. I didn't expect to be right about everything.

Joon: Corey is short for Corine.

Note that Corine rhymes with Maureen.
Sherlock pauses a minute, confused. Joon keeps walking a few feet.

Sherlock: Corey's your sister?

Joon: And what exactly are we doing here?

The two keep going, walking down the slight hill in front of the dorms.

Sherlock: (Hissing:) Sister!

Joon: No, seriously, what are we doing here?

Sherlock: There's always something.

Sally Donovan approaches Sherlock and Joon from the stairwell connecting Dickenson Hall with Carroll Hall. The three meet at the bottom of the hill.

Sally: Hello, Freak.

Sherlock: I'm here to see Lestrade.

Sally: Why?

Sherlock: I was invited.

Sally: Why?

Sherlock: I think she wants me to take a look.

Sally: You know what I think, don't you?

Sherlock: Always, Sally. (She pauses and sniffs, and then:) I even know you didn't stay in your own bedroom room last night.

Sally: I, uh, wait... (Pointing to Joon:) Who's this?

Sherlock: My new roommate, Joon Watson. (To Joon:) Joon, Sally Donovan, an old "friend."

Sally: A roommate? Since when does Sherlock Holmes have a roommate? Did the housing department finally realize they screwed up somewhere along the lines?

Joon: Would it just be better if I waited?

Sherlock: No.

Sally punches a speed dial number on her cell phone, and then puts the phone up to her ear, moving a few steps towards the dorm. Sherlock nods her head, motioning to Joon that the two of them should follow Sally.

Sally: Freak's here. Bringing her over.

She hangs up and leads Sherlock and Joon back to the stairwell she came from, and then through another doorway on the opposite side. As they go through, they run into Pippa Anderson, who comes from one floor up.

Sherlock: Ah, Anderson! Here we are again. Our old dorm building from freshman year.

Everyone stops, just outside the door.

Anderson: This is supposed to be a crime scene, or it would be if the actual campus cops actually gave a damn and were here. Either way, I don't want it contaminated. Are we clear on that?

Sherlock: Quite clear. And are your old roommates away for very long? Oh, wait. Lestrade and Donovan are supposed to be your roommates again this year. Or, you three are living in the same off-campus townhouse with some other friends. And... what about that "special friend" of yours? How about him? Is he back this year?

Anderson: Oh, don't pretend you worked that out by yourself. Somebody told you that.

Sherlock: Your deodorant told me that.

Anderson: My deodorant told you that?

Sherlock: It's vanilla scented.

Anderson: Of course I know that! I'm wearing it right now!

Sherlock: So's Sally Donovan. Hers is normally coconut-scented.

Sherlock nods towards Sally. As Anderson turns to look, Sherlock sniffs again.

Sherlock: And... I think it just vaporized. May I go over now?

Anderson: (Turning back to Sherlock:) Now, whatever you're trying to imply...

Sherlock: I'm not implying anything. I'm sure Sally dropped by your room for a little chat, or maybe a homework session, one night, and just so happened to not leave until she had to go to class in the morning.

Sherlock breezes on past Anderson and Sally, going towards Lestrade and some bushes next to the side of Dickenson Hall. She pauses and turns back to everyone else.

Sherlock: And I assume she was on the carpet floor of your room, going by the state of her knees.

Sherlock gives a slight, triumphant grin and continues over to the bushes. Joon follows.

Joon: Well, OK, then.

And we continue to: