Marion's new bathroom. Marion is brushing her teeth, but the water from her tap is brown. I guess no major cola company was too thrilled to have product placement in this scene because she brushes her teeth with generic diet coke.

Hallway of Marion's college. Marion walks down the hall with two new friends who haven't dumped her yet. Miles calls after Marion. Marion stops, and Miles does the sly, "Haven't seen you at the study group for a while. Is there anything I could help you with?" The new friends give the Miles the stink-eye. Marion is all, "I've got to get to class." Her friends are all, "Are you taking a mythology and folklore class with him?" Marion says she's dropping the class. Miles overhears and looks crushed.

Marion's Art History class. I was an Art History major in college. We never had classes like this. We always saw slides. We didn't sit there with art books in our hands, looking at color plates in the textbooks. The professor with the phony French accent is talking about Seurat's painting style. Marion looks out the window, and there's Warren watching Marion from the outside grounds. Marion looks at the circus painting by Seurat and there's a shadowing evil looking creature in the painting -- and I have to say that, as an Art History major, I know this shadowy figure is not in the actual painting, so I'm already scared. Back at Marion's apartment. They do a little showing of the wallpaper before Marion walks in. She enters and steps on her toothpaste cap and is freaked out that it's on the floor when she last saw it in the bathroom. She drops her book. She heads down the hall to her bedroom. The book is open to the Seurat circus painting. The shadowy figure is no longer in the painting, and the space he once occupied is now entirely white. She grabs a baseball bat. No one is there. She opens a window and sees Albert in the street. She accuses him and Warren of leaving the toothpaste cap on her floor. She walks around her room again searching for intruders. An evil-looking figure in her wallpaper watches her. ["How many women just have baseball bats lying around? Outside of TV-land, I mean?" -- Sars]