Hall of Infinite Doors

You return to your dorm to ponder what you know, and realize you don't know much. All you have is a white haired man. You try reverse lookups to find his name from his address, but to no avail.

Saturday comes and goes. That night you realize that your tuition payment is due next week, and you have barely half of the amount. You're going to need some fund raising.

On the other hand, you wonder what time the brunnette, whose name you still don't know, left the Wembly Hotel.