The pad directed him, he had his first class, TSA 101, very shortly, but there was time to head to his Dorm and dump his backpack of clothes and at least find out where it was. He found that his room was near the top of the building, which was mildly irritating, but by jogging up and down the stairs he got back on track to reach the class on time. Bruce dumped his backpack unceremoniously on the bed, and found a watch lying on the desk in the room. He stripped off his Seiko and switched it out for the Stark Special. After a thought he also left the pad on the desk, hoping he wouldn't need it, and hit the stairs at a jog once more. 

He had a bit of leisure when he walked out the door and walked at a more normal pace to the fountain in the middle of the grounds, where his schedule told him he should meet. A strange place for a class, but apparently where he was supposed to be. He was a few minutes early, and there was only one other person, presumably another student waiting. Or maybe just someone loitering. 

"Hey," Bruce called out to him, "Is TSA 101 supposed to meet here?"