“It’s true.” Logan agreed to Scott’s statement about his own abilities, now addressing the others. “Thank God I found Scott when I did because his death rays are the only thing that I can shave with. Kinda tickles though.” Logan said looking back to Scott with a somewhat amused smirk on his face before turning back to the others, pointing out Kimberly to Scott first.

“Cover your ears for that one, Kimberly has built in sonar.” Logan went on, now gesturing towards Sam who’s name completely escaped his mind.

“Chuckles there lights up like a Christmas tree and takes off quick, clearing this entire room in just a few seconds.

Talon…” Logan paused as his attention was now on Atticus. He was talking with Alison about something and his keen hearing was able to pick up on the last of Alison’s words back to him.

[i]…show me how to tumble before you show me how to rumble.[/i]

Logan’s expression darkened a bit, the nature of her reply sounded like…no…no he couldn’t be thinking like that, not right now. He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts and continued on talking with Scott.

“…he’s got claws like me. The girl standing next to him is Alison; she likes to break light bulbs.”

He was done introducing; his heart just wasn’t in it anymore. Something in his gut just wasn’t settling right, the fine hairs on the back of his neck standing up on end as his eyes stayed on both Talon and Alison.

“Anyway, were done down here anyway. Plenty of time for the others to show off later.” Logan remarked and stalked back upstairs to the main bar room. He met Charles half-way up the stairs and quickly explained that they were done there for now.

“Excellent. I do hope all of you can stay for an early dinner, my treat of course. Now…where is Mort with those supplies?” Charles turned around on the stair case with Snark and headed back up to the bar room with Logan quickly following behind. An early dinner? Great. He was hoping to skip out of here early with Yukiko, the two had so much to talk about but in light of the present company he couldn’t even so much as ask her a few questions.

Logan stalked over to the bar, going behind the counter and pulled down a dusty glass. Blowing on it a few times, he put the glass under the tap and poured himself a beer. It was nearly 3:00 pm, the hours of the morning had completely flown by. Taking a large gulp of his beer, Logan started to head towards one of the booths, his attention towards Charles.

“Fine, but everyone underage has got to be out by six.” Logan commented, sliding into the booth in the corner and continued to drink his beer.