Ummm, Ruby?

So Ruby, when you leave a bunch of windows open, it's not hard for me to sort of cobble together an idea of what your intentions are.  Let's see.  You have a flight to Paris bookmarked for mid-March.  You have contacted the owner of an apartment in the Marais and apparently have plans to rent her couch for 33 euros a night.  You have 93 messages in your inbox, the vast majority of which are from Travelocity DealWatchers, airfarewatch.org and a company called "Sniqueaway.com."

Sniqueaway?  Are you a flight risk?  Is there any question?

Now I recall something about you "wasting your Gap Year, stuck here instead of Paris."  For most people, the "Gap Year" is the year after high school, if you put off college to find yourself.  The term Gap Year does not refer to 8th grade, even if your grades don't count on your permanent record.

That being said, I have your back on this one.  I was 14 when I spent a semester in Paris, you know.  But let's see if we can find you a roommate who doesn't smoke, shall we?