Lana could only shrug about the duffel bag and while she thought about it, she didn't fall into the temptation of pulling it open and checking. She did have some standards of respecting others privacy, even if they were weirdos like Mr. Keegan. Instead her eyes looked up from the DVD's as she noticed Alexis having rather boldly entered his bedroom and smirked, wondering if she was taking after her suggestion. Glancing back at the GPS, she pondered turning it on, just to take a peek about where he had been recently and was rather curious where he worked too, wondering if that was programmed into the device, but just as she summoned enough courage to pick it up, she heard Alexis' vice call out from the bedroom.<br/><br/>Pulling her hand away, she left the GPS where it was and headed to the bedroom, walking down the hallway and coming up behind Alexis, intentionally making enough noise so that she didn't accidentally surprise her. One of the things about being one of those highly trained martial artist types, you sometimes had to learn to not walk softly everywhere... especially when you wore sneakers. It was more then just a name.<br/><br/>Noticing Alexis playing around with the dumb bells, or at least trying to, Lana smirked. One thing she knew she was is stronger then Alexis in most physical things and with that same semi-confident smile, she wandered over. Though she wasn't a muscular type by any means, her constant fixation on being fit for the past couple years of her life had paid dividends and to be honest, the dumbbells didn't look too big. Still, not wanting to look the fool or worse, strain herself, she gripped the dumbbell with both hands and started to try to lift.<br/><br/>It didn't budge.<br/><br/>Naturally, she tried again, only this time actually tried as in knuckles turning white, feet planed and shoulder straining but the dumb bell might've as well have been cemented to the stand they were on. "Geez... what's this made of? Tungsten?" she muttered idly, not seeing any weight indicator on the side of it. "Keegan must have some guns on him. Freaking armory under those sleeves," Lana then muttered before another thought popped into her head. "Or maybe roids," she added, thinking that sounded more sensible actually, all things considered about what they knew about him so far. She tried to lift the dumb bell one last time, but to no avail. It had to be at least over a hundred pounds though, because she couldn't even budge it a little with both of her arms while putting her whole body into it.<br/><br/>"Well..." Lana then said looking around, taking only a moment to catch her breath as she unintentionally showed off how well conditioned she was from her rapid recovery. "...Porno mags..." she then added, noticing the same thing Alexis did. "I guess we're done here... but I really do want to snoop around a bit more. This guy has me intrigued in a good... platonic sort of way," she said, making it well known her interest in this tenant was purely out of non-sexual or romantic curiosity. She had standards after all.