"It's fine," Lana replied, moving from the window to face her friend. She had a smile on her face, but it didn't last long. Mentioning Mr. Keegan was the first break. Then it kept getting worse, then everything Alexis had to say had to be worse then the previous sentence. Soon she was helping him carry his bags. What a nice guy? Injured... yeah right. Then he invites her into his apartment. Then a magazine? A porn magazine. At this point she started to frown, her eyes narrowing on Alexis as she continued her rapid fire speech.<br/><br/>"Uh huh..." Lana said, rather unnecessarily, nodding small and frequently as she continued to listen, with rising annoyance, Alexis' steadily worsening story. It ended with him apparently oogling over models with poor self esteems that were dressed up as them. The fact those kind of pictures existed surprised her, but what disappointed her more was Alexis' acting apparently flattered that creepy old man Keegan (well he wasn't really that old but it sounded better in her mind saying it like that) was into pornographic representations of their superheroic alter egos. Lana was about to speak, as Alexis took in a sharp inhalation but her roommate cut her off before she could engage in an expected anti-Keegan tirade.<br/><br/>When Alexis finally made his final statement about how Keegan was a nice guy, Lana started to speak, then paused. "You know what... he's not worth the effort," Lana replied raising a slightly eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure I know why he's nice," Lana then added, referring not so subtly to how Keegan likely wanted to get into Alexis' pants. "But... I trust you enough to know you won't do anything silly with that loser. If he's nice, he's nice. Whatever... I don't care as long as he becomes more of a nice, invisible tenant as opposed to the headache he is right now," Lana stated with finality.