Thank the Lord, they're finally in L.A. Jon comments that Los Angeles is really spread out, which is true, and then comments that all he knows about L.A is what he sees on TV -- namely, cops beating people up. Yeah, this was filmed about a year after the Rodney King riots, so that actually makes perfect sense. Jon then squeals that Los Angeles is a "big vacation spot" and, so, he thought "it'd be a lot of fun, too." Then we're treated to a delightful montage of women in bikinis interspersed with shots of the police in full riot gear, waving their guns around. Yes, as a lifetime resident of the city of angels, I can say that it's true. Life here is just like a bizarre combination of Cops and Baywatch. In fact, I'm typing this in a thong bikini, while the police drag my crack-dealing neighbor out of his home in handcuffs. Oops, they shot him! Bummer. Where's my coconut oil? Oh, look, it's my landlord, David Hasselhoff!
Dom, Tami and Jon arrive at the beach house, which is roughly twelve blocks from where I sit right now. They look around, making the usual "yee haw!" commentary which every Real World cast member seems contractually obligated to make at the sight of the house. They race up the stairs, flop on the beds, open the refrigerator, stick their heads in the closet, and turn the taps on and off, squealing and screaming. In the midst of the mayhem, Aaron arrives. Now, in the interest of full disclosure, let me confess that (a) I think Aaron is kind of cute, at first glance, and (b) he's a student at my alma mater, UCLA. (Although I didn't start there until the year after he graduated). So I am predisposed to like him. Tami, Dom, and Jon pretty much ignore Aaron as they leave the house to collect the rest of their stuff. Aaron kind of wanders into the house, dazed. In an interview, he tells us that the first people he saw were Dom and Jon, and that he "knew for sure that these were the people [he] was living with." Ya think? Walking out of your house and all? Geezum, I'm so glad a brainiac like Aaron is representing my university. With Amaya and Matt also hailing from UCLA, I am so proud. Not. In the bedroom, Jon explains to Aaron that "after the drive," he and Dom and Tami "hate each other." Aaron just grins dumbly. He looks shell-shocked. "Why did I leave the cozy confines of Sigma Nu?" he wonders to himself.
Randomly, Tami tells the camera that she thinks living with six other people "is going to kill [her] sex life." Wow, thank you for telling me that.