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“Oh no, no more sleepin’ on the job, Remy.” He might not have been quite as eccentric as he once was, but Gambit had never quite slipped the habit of talking to himself, the mumbled words escaping his lips as he regarded the heaving scene. He’d attempted to catch a quick moment of shut eye before the party really kicked off, but had overshot it somewhat. Blob wouldn’t exactly be happy.

He didn’t need the job, no one on Krakoa really needed a job anymore, but he liked to keep his hands busy, and this kind of work kept him out of trouble, as his wife was want to put it, or at least the kind of trouble they were used to.

The party was just about starting up and already the Lagoon was heaving, the ceaseless wave of noise that was the crowd chattering lining the bar and spreading out into the wider lagoon itself. It was a good kind of busy, a cluster of celebration not bunch of people crammed into too small a space. It was a nice, bar, he liked the work.

“So, what can Gambit be gettin’ you?” The unmistakable accent was on full display when he worked, already the shaker in motion as he set about his work. Despite being ‘on the job’ he was still dressed for the Gala, a combination of deepest black and the bright purple he so enjoyed. His jacket was very smart, something out of a slightly edgy corporate fashion show. It was the fact his chest was utterly bare underneath that gave it the Gambit flare, an enviably cut physique, decked only with a series of beads that was very reminiscent of New Orleans infamous Mardis Gras celebrations. If that didn’t distract you, the shimmering energy around the drinks he so effortlessly juggled did. Drinks and a show, and all for free in the Krakoan lagoon.

“Come on now ladies, don’t be shy, Gambit don’t bite, well, not these days.” The man’s attention turned to a pair close by, who seemed quite taken aback at this exact moment, starstruck, even. “Sit yourselves down and I might even have a story to share.”