- [Emma] So she crawls out of her window and she's out there on the roof acting like an absolute moron. And it took like three firemen to get her down. That was a crazy night.

- [Stephen] Look. What's your name? Amelia?

- [Emma] It's Emma!

- [Stephen] Whatever. We're apparently going to be living together for, God, six months. Jesus Christ, six months of this shit.

- [Eddie] Oh my God.

- [Stephen] So let's just have some ground rules, okay?

- [Emma] Oh! Like a roommate agreement?

- [Eddie] A what?

- [Emma] Like, when you live in a dorm, and you get assigned a roommate, and you have to make a roommate agreement to make sure you guys like, get along and stuff. Like, "bedtime is 11 PM, "don't invite dates over without asking, "don't eat my snacks without permission, "blah blah blah."

- [Eddie] Oh, we don't have roommates in Norway, or dorms, or schools.

- [Stephen] What? Okay, sure, fine. A roommate agreement. So here's your first rule: don't talk, ever.

- [Eddie] That's kind of--

- [Stephen] Eduardo, was it?

- [Eddie] Uh, it's, just call me Eddie.

- [Stephen] Eduardo, do you want to listen to bubbly princess chatterbox prattle on and on, for hours, each day, for six months?

- [Eddie] Well, no, but--

- [Stephen] So there you go. First rule: Emily doesn't talk.

- [Emma] My name's Emma. And wow, you're kind of a dick.

- [Stephen] Second rule: Ernie also doesn't talk. Or make noise, ever.

- [Eddie] It's Eddie. You're doing that on purpose, right?

- [Emma] How about you don't talk? All you do is complain about everything. Oh my God! We're doing this super cool, sci-fi experiment thing, and all you do is talk about how it's some conspiracy, or whatever, and we're guinea pigs, and how much you hate The Man. You're a real buzzkill, you know?

- [Stephen] And you're an idiot.

- [Emma] At least I'm nice to people. And I call people by their actual names. Like, it's not that hard to remember Eddie's name! Or mine!

- [Stephen] Pretty sure Andy just goes by that because no one can pronounce their real name, so you don't really. Isn't that right, Andy?

- [Eddie] Sure, Sven.

- [Emma] His name is Stephen, you know?

- [Eddie] Yes, I know.

- [Stephen] God. What an idiot.

- [Emma] Why can't you, like, be nice, though? It must be so exhausting to be so grumpy all the time.

- [Stephen] Its really not.

- [Eddie] It was kind of hard to enjoy the tour with you talking about how suspicious everything was, though.

- [Stephen] Are you two blind? Like, you're obviously complete morons, but didn't you see how weird everything was? There were researchers and scientists everywhere but only one would talk to us?

- [Emma] Dr. Harper? She said she's assigned to be our point of contact because it's better to have only one researcher working directly with us throughout the experiment.

- [Stephen] That didn't strike you as odd?

- [Eddie] Not really?

- [Stephen] Did you even read the contract they had us sign? All the possible medical risks that we're taking? The physical risks? If this is a virtual reality experiment, why are there physical risks? It even mentioned losing limbs.

- [Eddie] If you're so worried, why did you sign?

- [Stephen] I am a victim of capitalism. Money makes the world go 'round. And isn't it a little suspicious that, apparently, this thing is being sponsored by Whitmore Labs?

- [Emma] No. Why?

- [Stephen] It's a pharmaceutical company. What interest would they have in this virtual reality simulation shit?

- [Emma] Maybe they think it's neat?

- [Eddie] I mean, they make medication for mental illness, right? Dr. Harper asked me about my anxiety, so maybe they're researching stuff for that?

- [Stephen] I find that hard to swallow, especially considering who our other teammate is.

- [Emma] Bianca? She seemed nice.

- [Eddie] She seemed rich.

- [Stephen] You two have no clue at all, do you?

- [Eddie] About what?

- [Stephen] Bianca. Bianca Whitmore?

- [Eddie] Who?

- [Stephen] Bianca Whitmore. Whitmore Laboratories. Oh my God, how do you not know?

- [Eddie] I'm Norwegian.

- [Stephen] She's the daughter of Daniel Whitmore, the CEO. The old man literally put his daughter in with us like, a spy or something, I don't know. I don't know what the end goal is but it's not normal.

- [Eddie] Wait, she's his daughter?

- [Stephen] Yes! You see the problem?

- [Emma] I don't.

- [Stephen] And where exactly is Miss Silver Spoon now?

- [Eddie] She's not living with us, right?

- [Stephen] No. She's not. I don't know about you two, but when I had my first interview with Dr. Harper, she pretty much implied communal living was required for this study, and sort of threatened me if I didn't comply. And yet, that doesn't apply to Little Miss Whitmore?

- [Emma] Little? I think she's older than you, maybe.

- [Eddie] That is kind of weird. Why doesn't she have to live here?

- [Stephen] Exactly! It makes no sense, unless she's being treated differently because of who her father is. It's all really fucked up and you should both be on your toes. Honestly, you're lucky I'm here to tell you what's going on since you're too blind to see.

- [Emma] I still don't understand, but I do wish she lived here. It would be cool to have another girl to party with.

- [Eddie] She doesn't seem the party type. Not your kind of party, anyway, I think.

- [Stephen] I mean, I'm glad she isn't here because I don't think I could handle all three of--

- [Bianca] Hello, neighbors!

- [Stephen] Oh. My. God.

- [Emma] Bianca!

- [Stephen] No!

- [Bianca] Oh! No, no hugs, please. I just got a manicure and I don't want to mess it up, and have to go back. It took ages. But, hello. Wow, this apartment really does look just like mine. Does it have four bedrooms, too?

- [Stephen] Yes. Four bedrooms. One for each participant. Which makes me wonder why, exactly, you're not staying here too?

- [Bianca] Oh, but I am! Just not, you know, here. I'm next door.

- [Eddie] But why?

- [Bianca] Why? You can't expect me to fit everything I own in one small bedroom, can you? And where would my personal chef and butler sleep?

- [Eddie] You have a personal chef?

- [Emma] You have a butler?

- [Bianca] Not to mention I have my bodyguards to think about. But, don't you worry. I'll be over here all the time. I promised daddy, after all.

- [Stephen] So you admit that you're here on your father's orders?

- [Bianca] I'm sorry? My father's orders?

- [Emma] Your dad is Daniel Whitmore, right?

- [Bianca] Oh! Yes. Daddy is sponsoring this experiment, but he actually didn't want me doing this. I had to practically beg him. He's the one who asked me to stay next door, though. I would have asked my employees to take the next six months off, with pay, of course, and try this communal living thing, but Daddy insisted that I have an apartment of my own.

- [Stephen] How gracious of you to offer to slum it with the rabble.

- [Bianca] I know that's sarcasm, Stephen. It's rather unbecoming.

- [Stephen] Forgive me, Your Highness.

- [Eddie] I guess if Bianca isn't staying here we have an empty room that's being used for nothing?

- [Emma] Dibs!

- [Stephen] You can't call dibs on a bedroom. You already have one.

- [Emma] I could get a pet!

- [Stephen] I'm allergic.

- [Emma] I didn't even say what kind of pet.

- [Stephen] What kind?

- [Emma] Maybe a dog?

- [Stephen] Oh, damn. I'm allergic. Too bad.

- [Emma] Cat then?

- [Stephen] Allergic.

- [Emma] Goldfish?

- [Stephen] Oh, guess what? I'm allergic.

- [Emma] How about a snake? They're cool.

- [Eddie] Yes, please!

- [Stephen] Eppy wants a snake too? Then I'm super allergic.

- [Eddie] Is, is Eppy even a name?

- [Bianca] No.

- [Stephen] Sure it is. Anyway, no pets. God. Please no pets.

- [Bianca] Oh! That reminds me. Senator Sparkles hasn't had her afternoon treats yet. I'll have to go feed her soon.

- [Eddie] Senator Sparkles?

- [Bianca] My cat. She's a Turkish Angora and I've had her for sixteen years. That's, um, that's why she has that name. It sounded cute when I was ten.

- [Stephen] Jesus Christ, can you be any more high-pitched?

- [Emma] Can I see her? I want to pet her! Please, please, please.

- [Bianca] She isn't very good with people, unfortunately. Oh! But I have pictures! Hold on, let me grab my phone.

- [Emma] Oh my God, I love her so much!

- [Eddie] She's a very pretty cat.

- [Stephen] Shouldn't you, like, be leaving? Going to a country club, or whatever it is you rich people, with more money than one person can ever hope to even spend in a lifetime, do? Or, feed your stupid cat?

- [Emma] Senator Sparkles is not stupid.

- [Bianca] Well, she's a little bit stupid. Look, here's a video of her crying because she can't figure out how to get out of her bedroom, where she locked herself inside.

- [Emma] Oh my God, that's so cute.

- [Stephen] Her bedroom? The cat has her own bedroom?

- [Bianca] Of course.

- [Stephen] Unreal.

- [Emma] Oh my God, is that your bed? It's gorgeous!

- [Bianca] Oh, no. That's hers. This is her bedroom, like I said. I like my things a little more simple, but Senator Sparkles has extravagant tastes.

- [Emma] Wow, I'm jealous of your cat.

- [Eddie] Yeah, same.

- [Bianca] Senator Sparkles isn't so happy now though, being in a new place. We couldn't get her bed over here yet because it is so hard to dismantle, but daddy says he'll have workers bring it over first thing tomorrow. So, Sparkles has to sleep in my bed tonight. I should go, actually. I don't wanna keep her waiting on her treats after she's had such a long day. I'll see you all tomorrow for our first trip into the video game world.

- [Stephen] The what?

- [Bianca] Since it's like a video game, you know, video game world.

- [Stephen] You're gonna call it that?

- [Bianca] What would you call it then?

- [Stephen] An escape from the bitter hell we call our daily lives.

- [Emma] Are we going inside a computer? Like on that cartoon about the class that takes field trips and goes to space and inside that nerdy kid's body and stuff?

- [Eddie] Um, what? No, I'm pretty sure we're not. That doesn't sound possible.

- [Bianca] Senator Sparkles awaits. Goodbye! And if you talk to Dr. Harper, before I do, be sure to tell her I said "Hello."

- [Stephen] We won't.

- [Emma] She seems nice.

- [Eddie] Sure, you could say that.

- [Stephen] You could, but you really shouldn't.

- [Emma] Oh, hey! The roommate agreement. We should do that.

- [Eddie] Do we really need to?

- [Stephen] You two can't talk. We can't have pets. Done.

- [Emma] No! We need to do this for real so we can like live together and stuff. Now, who has a pen? Or a pencil, or marker, or crayon, or lip liner. Oh, hey! did you know I wrote my application for this thing in lip liner? It's actually a pretty funny story, even though I don't remember most of it.

- [Lanessa] Thank you for listening to D.R.E.A.M. In this episode, you heard the voices of Robert Spradlin, as Stephen, Sai Slettvold as Eddie, Ami Rae as Bianca Whitmore, and me, Lanessa Tremblett as Emma. This Episode was written by Ami Rae, and directed by Robert Spradlin. The sound production was done by Lanessa Tremblett, and all of our music was composed by Tim Sanchez. This episode was brought to you by our Patrons, and Indiegogo supporters. If you'd like to contribute to the show, please consider joining our Patreon. You'll get cool perks, including getting access to episodes a day early, and you'll help us keep the show going. And don't forget to follow us on social media platforms, like Instagram and Twitter, to keep up to date with the latest info, and behind the scenes sneak peaks. Our next episode will be released to the public on June 18th 2019. Until then remember, life's a dream.