Later that evening, after meeting everyone except Johnny, who was still working, Shay decided to try to be productive, even if she was recovering from jet lag. She brought her laptop to the kitchen area, sitting at the kitchen island when she decided she wouldn't be in anyone's way. Once settled, she got to work on her online schooling, which was required in order for her to work for the bureau. She had fallen behind on her assignments over the past few days, worrying too much about her transfer to get them done. She was stuck on a geometry problem when Mike entered the kitchen.

"Hey, Shay," he greeted, opening the cabinet and grabbing out a glass. "Whatcha workin' on?"

"Just math," she said with a huff of frustration. "This crap is useless. I'm pretty sure a drug lord isn't gonna care about similarity statements and corresponding angles."

"They make you do schooling on top of working undercover?" Mike asked, filling his glass under the tap, his usual curiosity becoming obvious.

"Yeah, it's illegal for me not to be in school, so I don't really have a choice. If I don't wanna go back in the foster system, I keep up with my school work," explained Shay in a mocking voice as she scribbled out another wrong answer.

"You have a lot on your plate…" Mike acknowledged, before taking a sip of water from his glass. "You want some help with that? Math was my favorite subject."

"Yeah, mine too, usually. If you really wanna torture yourself, be my guest," she slid the paper and pencil over to Mike, who instantly began working. Shay smiled to herself, glad she seemed to be getting along with her housemates.

"Yo, Levi, what's up?" said an obnoxiously loud voice, contrasting with the quiet of the house's main level. Shay turned just in time to see Johnny round the corner into the kitchen. "And you must be the new girl. I'm Johnny," he said, extending a hand.

"Shay," She responded, taking his hand,

"How's the homophobes?" Mike asked, earning a confused look from Shay.

"Good. They haven't given me much yet, but we're getting there." He turned to address Shay, "An anti-queer gang decided to drug and rape the first stereotypical lesbian they could get their hands on." He explained.

"That's awful-"

"Got It!" Mike exclaimed, triumphantly. "It's negative 2."

"You have fun with that, Levi, I'm gonna take a shower. Nice to meet you, Shay." Johnny ran up the stairs to his room, leaving Mike and Shay alone with her assignments.