Julie and David's streetcar stops at a house named, "Belfort." I have a name for my house, too! It's called, "Piece of Crap." Well, it's not on a plaque by the door or anything, but it might as well be. Julie and David do the typical Real World, "Can you believe this house?" thing. Like, did they expect they'd be living in a shanty by the river? Come on. As they walk up to the house, David says he's "never had a doorway." Did he get in and out of his apartment through the window? Through a hole in the roof? What a strange thing to say. Anyway, they unlock the door and step inside the gaudiest house I have ever seen. It's all bright colors and ugly crap. David tells us the kitchen is "straight from The Jetsons." There's a fireplace, but instead of a fire there is a video screen that displays a fire-like pattern. There's a giant metal bug on the wall, for a look that screams, "Infestation." There's a big metal heart on the wall. I hope, unlike Kaia from Hawaii, that they've all had their tetanus shots, because someone is definitely going to get cut on all the metal in this place. Prodigy Internet gets a product placement. David says the place is "tight," then asks Julie if he's said that enough yet. They run up the stairs to check out the bedrooms. David says that it looks like "Busta Rhymes and Martha Stewart got together and just created a bathroom." In an interview, Julie says she likes the color and the way the house captures New Orleans. I guess it does, if by "New Orleans," she means "tacky." And maybe she does. They discover that the bedrooms have themes, one of which is "voodoo." Some skeletons hanging on the walls exemplify this. Julie doesn't want to sleep in that room. I wouldn't either. It's creepy. David is so excited that he hugs Julie again, and this time she does look afraid. There's a big old crocodile hanging on the wall. David points it out, and once again exclaims, "This is tiiiiiiiight." Enough.

Julie notices someone else has arrived. We meet Matt, a twenty-one-year old from Hiawassee, Georgia, who is a student at Georgia Tech. He hugs Julie, and in an interview, Julie tells us that when she first saw him, she thought he was the one she would hook up with, if it's going to happen. Julie calls David down and he hugs Matt as well. No one pays any attention to the other girl who has arrived. Finally, she introduces herself and we learn that she is Kelley, a twenty-three-year old from Fayetteville, Arkansas who is a student at the University of Arkansas. Kelley hugs David, and in a voice-over, David pegs the two new arrivals as "the supermodel and the skateboard kid." Matt finds the fridge. Inside is a bunch of food with a sign that says, "Welcome to your new home. Enjoy your first taste of N'Awlins." You know, it's one thing to say "N'Awlins" but it's quite another thing to write it. David finds a robotic dog (a Sony Aibo) and Matt is all, "I've heard about these." Because he's the tech head, you know. They all play with the dog. In an interview, Julie says maybe it's because she lived in Provo where everyone's the same, but everyone in the house is different and that's cool. You know, I want to hate Julie and everything she stands for, just on general principle, but she's really not bugging me. Yet. Give it time. Kelley asks Julie if she's single, and they discover they both are. In fact all of the roommates are thus far. Why is this the first question they ask one another? I don't know if I've ever asked someone I just met if they are single. Matt makes a really dorky gesture that allows you to see that he clearly was a dork for much of his life and adopted this "supafly" persona only recently. We get the first really creative edit of the season as, while Matt makes his dorky gesture celebrating singledom, we hear a voice-over of Julie saying, "I'm sooooo ready." I mean, she could have been talking about being ready to go to church, or eat some ice cream, but they made it out like she was talking about getting some action. With Matt. Get used to that, because it's a big focus of this episode. David yells out that "singles rule the house." Shut up, David.