Meanwhile, Sherlock walks into one of the student centers, the Johnson Center, in the middle of the campus. With her is a small, blond freshman in her late teens. This is MOLLY HOOPER. Both are wearing backpacks.
Molly: Thanks again for showing me around. You've been a big help, especially over the summer during orientation as my Peer Leader. And in class today...
Sherlock: Yeah, sure. I was forced into helping at orientation...
She starts moping towards the staircase in the middle of the building, with Molly right behind.
Molly: Bad day?
Sherlock stops just before the bottom of the stairs.
Sherlock: I hate studying. I hate school. Text me later.
Molly: Hey, listen, maybe when you're done...
Sherlock: You're wearing lipstick. You weren't wearing lipstick in class earlier.
Molly: I, uh... (She shuffles around a bit, and then:) Refreshed it a bit?
Sherlock looks at Molly suspiciously for a moment, and then snaps out of it.
Sherlock: Sorry. You were saying?
Molly: I was wondering if you'd like to get coffee? I'm so lonely! You're the only person I know here!
Sherlock: Black, two sugars, please. I'll be in the library stacks upstairs.
She turns and goes up the stairs.
Molly: OK...?
She goes off to the coffee shop.
We now see Sherlock upstairs in the library, sitting at a table in front of a window, with books spread out all over the table. Her backpack is on the floor next to her. Molly walks up with the coffees.
Sherlock: Ah, Molly! Coffee! Thank you, little freshie-minion!
Molly sets down the coffees and her backpack, sits down across from Sherlock, and passes over one of the coffees. Sherlock looks up from her work and notices that Molly's makeup is gone.
Sherlock: What happened to the lipstick?
Molly: Oh, you know... (Trying to act nonchalant:) It just... Wasn't working for me.
Sherlock: Really? I thought it was a big improvement. Your mouth's too small now.
Molly: OK...?
Sherlock: But, then again, with it on, it made it look like you're trying too hard to look cool. I know you're a little freshie in the beginning of your very first semester, which means you don't know about this yet, but in college, people don't give a shit about personal appearances.
Molly: But you just said that...
Sherlock: Ugh. Forget it.
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