It was a warm Spring day, Owen had moved into the apartment a few days ago. His few things were still in boxes and he only had a small TV and futon. He was on his last applicant, a girl named Mable. She was his last hope for a roommate, she seemed promising from her application, but he couldn't be sure.

He had just heated up a TV dinner when the door knocked. "I'll be there in a second!" He shouted, quickly rushing over to the door in a plain white shirt and khaki shorts. He opened the door with a smile, "Hello! I am Owen, nice to meet you. Come on in. You are Mabel right?"