Keith was there before anyone, dressed very sharp with the clothes Alex had bought him. His face was like stone with a slight, forced smile, as he listened for more an more details, more molecules of knowledge about the party, and Perez. He memorized each detail precisely, his mind filing things away neatly for future retrieval. He did seem a bit distant, but no one asked why, and he wouldn't have told them about his now homeless situation anyway, merely direction the conversation elsewhere.<br/><br/>Inside Keith's mind, he had begun to formulate a plan that would involve the chem lab and a little free time to prepare.