(Romeo approaches Juliet’s sorority house balcony and gazes upward.)Romeo: What’s with all the light breaking through that window, hasn’t this broad heard of blinds? Man, take a look at those legs. I wish I was an Ugg boot upon that foot, so I could be near those legs.Juliet: What up?Romeo: Whoa, hey. I was just –Juliet: Why are you on my lawn?Romeo: Listen, you’re definitely one of the hottest girls in Flugel’s psych class, or whatever. I’m Romeo.Juliet: Romeo, Romeo, what kind of a name is Romeo? Why don’t you change it to something less awkward, like “Blake.” I know a couple of cool “Blake”s.Romeo: (aside) What’s with this bitch?Juliet: What’s in a name, anyway? You can call Justin Timberlake’s latest album “Potato Salad” if you want – it’ll still get a party bumpin’.Romeo: I don’t understand why you’d want to call his album “Potato Salad.”Juliet: That’s not the point, Blake.Romeo: My name is still Romeo.Juliet: Exactly.Romeo: You know what, I’m just gonna go watch SportsCenter.Juliet: No wait, hold up. How do I know you?Romeo: We played Flip Cup last Thursday at the TKE party, so I Facebook’d you. I know maybe that’s kind of –Juliet: Listen, if Campus Safety sees you, you’re fucked.Romeo: Alack, there lies more peril in thine eyeThan twenty of their swords!Juliet: They have swords? You need to peace.Romeo: Never mind.Juliet: Look, you’re cute. But how do I know you love me?Romeo: (singing) I swear… by the moon and the stars in the sky…Romeo & Juliet: (singing) I’ll be there… I love you with every beat of my –Juliet: No. This isn’t right.Romeo: But we love each other.Juliet: No, the lyrics. The next line is “I swear like the shadow that’s by your side.” I have to go. Goodnight.Romeo: Let’s talk blue balls.Juliet: Excuse me?Romeo: I said let’s have a frank and honest conversation about the blue balls you’re about to give me.(Juliet’s cell phone rings.)Juliet: It’s my retarded brother, Ernie. I have to go, sometimes he eats wood. (She leaves.)Romeo: Was this all a dream?Juliet: (re-enters) Seriously though, text me.Romeo: I don’t have your number.(Juliet’s phone rings.)Juliet: I have to go, it’s Ernie. Sometimes he throws cats.Romeo: But I don’t –Juliet: ’Nighters times a thousand.(Juliet leaves and re-enters.)Juliet: All right, let’s hang out tomorrow. Do you like skee ball?Romeo: Do I ever.Juliet: How’s 8?Romeo: Can we do 9? I want to catch “My Name Is Earl.”Juliet: Sounds good.Romeo: Later babe.