Eric starts flapping his gums about how he can't stand the smell of smoke while he's sleeping. Montage of Andre and Becky smoking. Someone asks, "Are you talking to Becky or Andre?" And Eric says, "Becky, because Andre sleeps until four." They agree that smoking shall be limited to certain hours, etc. Eric says, with a big shit-eating grin, "See how easy this is? This is great." I have a psychotic break and imagine, in vivid detail, about making Eric's shit-eating grin a reality.
Heather's one-on-one. She is cracking me up. She says, "If I don't kill Eric first, Andre will." Cut to Andre staring at Eric like he's imagining vivisecting him. Or I could be projecting. Heather says, "I don't know who'll choke him first. [pause] I don't even want to kill Eric, I just want to choke him." I love Heather.
More of Eric spouting off about how dirty the kitchen is, and how he walked in one night to find Julie and Heather cleaning up everyone else's mess. Julie turns all Mary Poppins and says, "No one made us clean that, Eric," although, I guess she is disagreeing with him. Ooh, and I hate to say it, but I agree with him. The apartment is a sty. During his one-on-one, Andre says, "My roommates. Are. Pigs."
Montage of general pigishness. More of Eric yelling about how they need to just put the dishes in the dishwasher after they eat. While I agree with his general statement, I disagree with his priggish superiority. The little snot.
Heather interrupts Eric's monologue as Kevin walks in by saying, "Lord have mercy, I'm so glad you're here."
Kevin's one-on-one. He says how he walked in on an incredibly uncomfortable meeting, and how he knew it was bad when he saw half of the people wearing sunglasses so that they wouldn't have to look one another in the eye.
Kevin at the meeting. He complains about the noise level of the loft.
Heather's one-on-one. She says that Kevin was dumb to pick the room that's completely open, and that now he has to deal with it.
The meeting. They talk about drawing up a schedule with quiet hours. Heather says that stinks. Eric gets up and stalks around the table and says it doesn't matter if they draw up a schedule, since the apartment is set up so that you can hear everything. Heather rolls her eyes and says, "Well, Eric you may as well go to a hotel because you ain't ever gonna be happy." Julie snickers.