She was done her shopping for the day. Marie had found something suitable for her date with Remy. What a horrible idea that was. She wasn’t sure why she agreed, but she could watch him first hand try and charm her pants off and fail. That had to be worth something. She shakes her head at herself. “It was a stupid thing t’ do, and you know it.” She mutters to herself. In an attempt to make herself feel better she was looking at the rows of chocolate bars on display, one or two…likely three or four would be coming home with her today. She had to have something to ease the bitterness and foul mood she’d be in after that dinner. Three of her choices are in her hands when she sees a familiar head or hair pass at the end of the aisle. Marie shifted her shopping to follow that familiar looking woman. Was it? Could it really be? She truly hoped that she wasn’t dreaming things. She wanted to see her friend again. “Ro? Hi.” There’s a long pause before she continues. “Ah missed ya.” It was a big admission for Marie to make, as someone who enjoyed the solitude she forced on herself. It was true though. The mansion wasn’t the same without her. Neither were Logan, Kitty, everyone. No one was the same, too many things were happening all at the same time for things to still be normal.

 Walking into the kitchen she dug into the back of the pantry until she pulled out the box of rugelach and dreidel cookies. At least there was still this. Bakeries in New York might actually be a little better than Chicago. Nibbling on a cookie Kitty heard someone in the doorway. "You want one?"

Pulling herself out from under the tree, she brushed pine needles out of her wet hair and off her pajamas. It was early, she didn’t think anyone was up yet. She was wrong. Looking over, she saw a face and jumped up. “When did you get here?”

This...was entirely out of her league. In fact Kitty wasn't sure she was playing the same sport. Giant galas, fancy food, and really famous people. Nope. Definitely not the same sport. Kitty ran her hands over her dress and smoothed out the imaginary wrinkles. Of course anything Ginny made would never have wrinkles or stains but she was nervous. Better safe than sorry. Kitty was in the classic little black dress with a nice cutout in the....chest area. Kitty had very stupidly blurted out "holy crap I've got boobs!" When Ginny had done the final fitting. Plus she had found black shoes with gold sparkles on them, on sale, and she had let a little more of the curl in her hair, that she had left down. In other words it was the most grown up she had been in ever. Kitty was more of the jeans/leggings and sweatshirt type. But this was the kind of place you wore a little black dress and made polite chit chat and didn't trip in your heels. Grabbing some champagne from a passing waiter Kitty tried not to be too obvious in gaping at the room. It was so huge and fancy, marble and gold and all the other fancy people. Taking a small sip of her drink she walked over to take a closer look at a hanging picture.

She glanced up and noticed someone about to ask her to dance some horrible waltz or something. Probably the Latverian national dance, who knew? Whirling around, she blindly launched herself into a conversation with the first person she saw, not even taking time to notice who it was. “Say something really interesting, quick, before I have to make a break for it.”

A shadow fell over the table, but she didn’t bother to sit up. “That was a fast ten minutes.”

Stupid fucking powers, stupid fucking clothes, stupid fucking people. If Ellie had to pick a power she would've chosen something like telepathy or healing, or something that didn't destroy nearly everything she owned! And now she was supposed to go on this stupid group shopping trip, and she couldn't even look to Colossus to get her out of it because the girl he kept insisting he wasn't in love with but TOTALLY was, was running it! Even if Pryde had promised her a soft pretzel. She didn't want to be at the mall. All the pastels made her feel itchy and all the other girls were loud and annoying. She could just order clothes online. It had always worked before. But nooo it always had to be about socializing. So Ellie sat slouched in one of the chairs near the fitting room, munching on her soft pretzel and glaring at any of the salespeople who gave her a look at having food near the precious clothes. Music blared in her ears from her headphones and she sighed. They had been here for two hours and her battery only had another hour and a half left. A shadow fell over her and she took her time to flick her eyes up to look at it. "Take a picture, it'll last longer."