The Roommate

-Hi. -Hi.

-Sara Matthews. -Sara Matthews.

You're in Room 31 6.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

Bad driver. Hey. I'm Tracy.

Sara.

-Let me help you. -Okay. Oh, thanks.

Hi.

It's great.

No, Mom, she's not here yet.

At least l got to pick my side of the room though.

All right, l'll talk to you later. I love you. Bye.

Hey. Tau Sigma Kappa's throwing a bash. You have to come.

-l'm sorry, Tau--? -They're a frat. You know, beer, guys....

You know, I think I'm gonna wait for my roommate.

Come on! lt's gonna be fun.

Me and Kim are coming. Please, please, please.

All right.

-Cheers. Yes. -College!

Did you see that guy? He's checking you out.

Thank you. We're gonna take a break. Someone get us a beer!

I'm gonna get some more punch. You guys want some?

No, no, no. I'm good.

Oh, no. l am so sorry about that.

I really am sorry.

Whoa, wait. Where you going?

I'm feeling a little dizzy.

Let's find you a seat and l'll grab you a towel.

-Here. Here you go. -Thank you.

I'm gonna grab a beer. Do you want one?

Oh, no, thanks. I'm just having punch.

That might explain a few things.

We tend to spike the punch.

-You spike it? -Yeah.

-Nice. -When a girl has had three cups....

Four.

If we don't get her up into a room...

...we have to pull kitchen duty for, like, a week.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I have to clean this up.

Plan didn't work. I guess it backfired.

What plan?

I purposely spilled beer on you to start a conversation.

-You purposely spilled beer on me? -Yes, I did.

Sara! Sara! I think you better come here.

-Take it off! Take it off! Take it off! -Oh, no.

-ls she a friend of yours? -Yes.

Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!

Tracy!

Shit.

-Yeah! -l got her, l got her, l got her.

Get off of her. Get off her!

-Yeah, who's got you? -l guess that would be me.

Yeah? Who's got you?

Apparently, God.

-You okay, Kim? -Yeah, yeah.

-Oh, God! Oh, God! -Okay, here we go.

Should we ride the elevator?

-All l had was punch. -Here we go.

-You got her? -Thanks, Sara. Okay.

Hey, you're that cute drummer guy from that shitty band.

Oh, you're hot.

Yeah.

You know, I'm gonna get yelled at for helping girls actually leave a frat party.

It's kind of like the opposite of everything we stand for.

You know?

Good night.

-Wait. -No, keep it. Save it till next time.

I'm sorry about kitchen duty.

I was just bullshitting you.

-Shit. -Hi.

-Who are you? -l'm your roommate, Rebecca.

Oh, God.

Rebecca?

Hey, Sara.

You met me last night.

Right.

Starts with an R.

Rebecca.

Here, take these. lt'll help.

Thanks.

I didn't throw up on you, did l?

No.

Did you draw those?

-Very cool. -Thank you.

Come on. Let's hit the bookstore. The walk will help your head.

It's too early for me.

It's 3:00 in the afternoon.

Oh, God.

Jason, what are you doing?

I just wanted to hear your voice.

-l told you not to do this. -I need to talk to you.

You're just making it harder.

Sara, listen, I wanna come out there.

Yeah, but you didn't, remember? That's the problem.

I gotta go.

That didn't sound good.

Was that your boyfriend?

Ex. lt's complicated.

We were supposed to go to college together.

We both applied to Brown, and l got in but he didn't.

And l stuck to our agreement. And we both committed to ULA.

And a couple of weeks ago, a spot opens up at Brown, and--

-No. -Yeah.

-He didn't. -He did.

What an asshole.

-Do you miss him? -Sometimes I think l do.

It's hard to let go. Believe me, l know.

But you're in college now. A girl's gotta move on.

Oh, my God.

-What? -l am so jealous.

Yeah, l'm kind of a clotheshorse.

Actually, can l put some stuff on your side?

-No problem. -You can borrow anything you want.

-Some of this l've only seen in Vogue. -My parents' idea of bonding...

...is setting me loose with a platinum card.

-You're from here? -Twenty minutes away.

That must be nice. Go home on the weekends, free laundry, free meals.

-Yeah, not gonna happen. -Why?

Let's just say nothing is free in my house.

What is that?

Oh, it's nothing. lt's just some ideas.

-lt's good. -Thanks.

Do you mind if l take a look at what you were doing?

Actually, I do.

It's nothing personal. It's just my process.

I wouldn't want you to look unless it was perfect.

Okay.

Hey, Sara.

-Hey. -Hey.

Tracy and Kim, this is my roommate, Rebecca.

Rebecca. How formal. What can we call you?

-How about Reba? -How about Becca?

How about Becky?

-Becky's good. -Yeah, Becky.

I like Rebecca.

Okay.

Well, l gotta go, guys. Bye.

Bye.

"Why should I turn off my BlackBerry to listen to this guy?"

Because this class...

...will make you understand that you're aspiring to do something great.

To emulate the likes of Marc Jacobs...

...or Vera Wang, Rick Owens...

...perhaps even surpass them.

What you create will be considered art...

...and don't let anyone tell you differently.

The journey starts right here, right now.

And it's my job...

...to make you understand that each of you...

...can be artists.

-Professor Roberts? -Yes?

I'm really sorry to bother you. It's just, l must take this class.

I'm sorry, class is full.

Late girl, right? What's your name?

Sara Matthews. I brought a request form.

And why should I sign your form, Sara, when l've turned down a dozen others?

Would that be fair?

No, I guess it wouldn't.

Don't worry. Intro Design has three other sections.

That's okay. l'll take it next year.

I wanna take your class. Thank you.

Sara.

You happen to have two things l can't teach...

...and that is style and desire.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Don't be late. -l will not be late.

Who is that?

My friend lrene. She graduated from The Art lnstitute out here last year.

She's an artist?

She used to be a design consultant for Marc Jacobs.

"Paris was amazing."

"Milan in the fall." And now she's off to Barcelona.

Hey. You guys free? We're going to Seven Grand.

-How are we gonna get in? -We're hot.

-You guys in? -Sure.

Clubs aren't really my thing.

So, what should we wear?

Ladies!

From the two gentlemen at the end of the bar.

Hey. Hi.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

-Let's dance. -Can l put these in your bag?

-Yeah. -Thanks.

-Watch this guy hit on me. -Yeah.

-Hi. -Hi.

-How you doing? -Good. What's your name?

-Adam. -Hi. It's Tracy.

Tracy. I was watching you from across the bar.

Tracy?

Damn, see her?

Yeah, l see her. She's hot.

Hello?

Would you accept a collect call from Sara Matthews?

Yes.

Nice car.

-So where's Tracy? -l have no idea.

Well, as long as l'm here....

-You hungry? -l'm starving.

-Me too. -Oh, good.

I can't believe she ran out on you.