You decide your dorm's study lounge is a great place to meet chicks, and head over.
"Hello?" You quietly push open the door. Nobody's here. Durr, it's Friday night, dummy!
Suddenly, the door crashes open and in topples a crazed co-ed with long braided hair and a Dave Matthew t-shirt.
"Ohmigod! You've got to help me!"
You put on your best Cool Hand Luke impression. "What seems to be the trouble, miss?"
"I've lost my pet ferrett! He's on the loose somewhere in the dorm because there was a fire drill earlier and I put him in my purse and then I left my purse by the vending machines later when I went out to buy vegan breathmints. Oh, I'm so worried!"
"What's his name?"
"Millard Fillmore."