Logan let something that sounded like a growl come from the bottom of his throat as Kurt barged into the room rather clumsily but then his direction was brought towards the dark haired girl who thought it was appropriate to start showing off her powers.

"Enough!" Logan barked at her and then stomped over to Kurt to help him up (though it was more like dragging the poor kid to his feet). "Still no luck with them huh?" Logan brushed off the sides of Kurt's shoulders on his shirt, of course referring to the Bamfs. He hadn't met Kurt personally before, but he knew plenty about him to know just who he was since there were no secrets between himself, Erik and Charles. He gave the kid a light push to enter into the room a bit more to join in with the others and Logan followed behind him, eying the kid in the corner that started to wolf down the sandwiches. His attention then went back to the girl behind the counter, the one that undermined Erik's authority about drinking and scoffed.

"So you think you're good to go then huh? Then why bother showing up here? If you're so much better than everyone else here then maybe there isn't a place for you here after all." Logan kept his gaze on her, ignoring the somewhat pressing thoughts entering his mind from Charles. "So if you're going to just stand there and continue to ignore those that are trying to [i]help[/i] you, I will throw you out of here personally, woman or not."

Logan then turned to the group, taking a moment to study each and every one of them closely as he slowly walked around the room, much like how a predator would size up his prey, his eyes continually darting over to the boy who introduced himself as Talon. Something about that kid...

"As for the rest of you..." Logan began, finally stopping to stand in between Kurt and Kimberly. He then quickly pointed to the ceiling. "Up there is the office. Charles, Erik and I are the only ones permitted up there." He then spread his arms out wide, gesturing to the room that they were in. "This is the bar, drink on your own time...not ours." Logan then took a couple steps, heading towards the staircase that led downstairs to the bunker. "This way." He ordered and then disappeared down the stairs.

Yukiko was the first to follow Logan, hopping off of her bar stool and quickly going after him. The American woman had talked to her in Japanese and she wasn't sure whether to be flattered, or annoyed. She still had some ill kept feelings towards this girl so she decided to say nothing to her for a reply.

Once down the stairs, the area opened up into a large, unfinished bunker. The floor was nothing but a solid slab of concrete and there were a few wooden beams posted up for structural needs, but aside from that and the single open light bulb that swung from the ceiling, there was nothing else there. Once in the center of the room, Logan quit walking and turned to face those who had followed him.

"Now you're more than welcome to go back upstairs and play those stupid 'get-to-know-you games..." Logan said and with a flick of a muscle in his hands, the blades once again shot out from in between his knuckles, the metal clanking sound echoing through the desolate area in a somewhat haunting fashion. "...or you can stay down here with me and show me what you got. I'm not about to insult you by wasting your time, so don't waste mine."