Xin, snapping out of his planning for the dinner, looked at Blake.<span style="color: #0080FF">"After school. Nick's gonna fetch his guitar, but there's no harm in you coming before that. I'll just plug in the console, get you started on a decent party game, and head off to the kitchen. So if you wanna join me on the bus and pop right in, then no problem."</span>He looked at his schedule.<span style="color: #0080FF">"'Scuse me, I gotta run by the cafeteria and get some quick grub. Getting a little hungry again."</span>Then, he dashed off. No warning.