That concierge attacks Nathalie with yet more of his wit, now that she has no more hash, and says that the only reason he went from suicidal ice cream crush-in technician to "running this town" is because he makes shit happen. Nathalie says she's tapped out, and he awesomely goes, "Then tap yourself in, bitch!" I liked that part. Anyway, what's she going to do, she needs hash to make cash but she lost her hash and she gave away her cash so now how can she make hash without any cash? It's just like that one M*A*S*H.

"Listen, maid, I trusted you because you're foxy. And I don't like sending guests to the ghetto to find drugs. But if anyone files a complaint about me because you didn't come through, I will fuck your world sideways!" She should tap herself on over to her ungrateful children and get that money back from them. Randy's an apprentice now, and Mike's more into campus life than college so far. And Avi's never going to live in a black and white world.

Mike and a girl are in a dorm shower, taking a little rest before doing more sex stuff. They did well at trivia ("How did I even know Wade Boggs?"), and she is sort of cool: "Sorry about the shower. Whenever I have a guy in the room my pervy roommate Greta watches. And masturbates." Mike notes, correctly, that this is awesome, but obviously the naked young lady before us is of stronger moral stuff than roommate Greta, so he retracts.

Mike's lip is bleeding, due to the sharpness of her vajazzling, which he pronounces "sparkly." God, is there anything more interesting than college students? That kid with the constant "faggot" abruptly pulls back the curtain to ask if there's anybody fucking in there, and the girl's like "As soon as you leave!" and he admires her "pussy charms" -- her name is Kimmi, by the way -- and he calls Mike a faggot like eleven more times and then takes off and so they fuck. Mike realizes, at this point, that college is delightful.