A: "Hi. My name is Mark."

B: "Mark? I'm Bill. Glad to meet you."

A: "Yeah. So where are you from?"

B: "I'm from Houston Texas."

A: "Oh... I'm from Southern California."

B: "There must be a lot of cute girls over there huh?"

A: "Hell yeah. But most of them are hoochies."

B: "That sucks. So, what year are you?"

A: "I'm a freshman."

B: "This is my first year too."

A: "So what made you decide to come to California for school? I hear Austin is a good school."

B: "It's aright, but I think Berkeley is better."

A: "So is this where you wanted to come?"

B: "To tell you the truth, I wanted to go to Stanford. I made it on the waiting list, but ninety nine percent of the people accepted to Stanford go there. Like, who wouldn't right?"

A: "Very true. But this is still a good school."

B: "I'm not complaining. I just know that I wanted to come to California. Texas is cool and all, but I wanted to experience different things."

A: "That's good. Do you know what you plan on majoring in?"

B: "I was thinking about political science, but now I'm leaning towards English literature. How about you?"

A: "I plan on majoring in double E."

B: "Do you know where the Smith building is? I have to pick up the syllabus for my psychology class. I missed the first day."

A: "That's a great start. It's over there by the library."

B: "It was nice meeting you."

A: "Yeah. We should hang out later."

B: "Cool. I'll see you tomorrow in class then."

A: "Aright. Later."