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A/N: I pulled my first X-Men story because it was bad. This isn't much better. If you read please review. Happy ficin'.

Grocery shopping for a regular household can take around an hour and cost about $100-$200. The X-Mansion is not a regular household. The X-Mansion is more, much, much, more.

Remy hated going out with the X-kids, and shopping for food with 4 hungry teenage mutants was not his idea of fun.

"I'll be back. None of the kids can get Logan's beer."

Scott left from his position in the middle of the pack. They had three shopping carts full of food, plus whatever the brats had in their hands. Remy went through the lists he had and prayed to the heavens that they had remembered everything. He flinched when he thought of the last time he forgot Rouge's cookies. He was dodging end tables for an hour after he got back.

One of the boys that was with the lady in front of them swiped a candy bar and put it in his pocket.

"Beginner," he whispered to himself. Then he laughed and wondered if anyone else saw, or if he only saw because he knew how to do it better.

Remy put the lists in his jacket pocket next to his deck of cards and the candy bar HE swiped. The cashier finished with the items on the belt then stuck a hand out at the boy who looked at her with wide eyes.

"You're nothing special. Now, hand it over or I'm calling the manager."

The mother looked confused and a little appalled at what the cashier was doing, but then blushed in embarrassment as her son pulled out the candy bar from his pocket."

Remy laughed again as the mother tried to explain that he just forgot about the candy bar in his pocket.

"Hey that lane has less people. Why don't we go over there" Remy looked at where one of the kids was pointing. He didn't know who the kid was, only that he was in the car on the way to the store.

"No," Scott said returning empty handed. "This is the lane we check out in. You guys can go to the car, but if it moves an inch you will wish you had never come along."

The four kids dropped their items on top of the already full carts and made their way out.

"Beer?" Remy asked remembering he didn't pick any up for himself either.

"You and Logan can come back later. Lets just get this stuff home."

Remy started unpacking the first cart when he received an unhappy greeting from the girl behind the cash register. He looked up and realized he recognized the girl. She was tall and beautiful in a unique way, just don't let Rouge hear him say that. She had long dark blonde hair that was braided down to the middle of her back. Her blue eyes seemed to glow from her tan skin. Her voice hid what sounded to be a slight southern accent.

Scott had picked the same line he goes to every week with the same checker. She glanced past Remy and gave Scott a look that let him know she wasn't happy. How could she be? Every week they show up with three to four carts full of stuff and teenagers running around like wild. Hell, he hated being there and he only had to go once a month.

"Ya got a good eye. What's ya name?" Remy asked noticing she wasn't wearing a nametag.

"What's it to you?" she asked staring at his sunglasses.

"Just wanna know a pretty girl's name."

"Her name is Elizabeth," Scott said dropping four cases of soda on the belt.

"It's Liz, Summers."

"You know you should be thankful to get this much business. With out us you wouldn't have a job," Scott told the girl, crossing his arms.

"With out you, life would be simple." She didn't look up, but kept running the many barcodes over a sheet of glass.

"So I guess you don't want your envelope this week?"

She stopped. Remy was confused. Scott knew the girl, that was obvious, but what's with the envelope?

"516 and 53 cents is the total."

"That's smaller than last time, did we forget anything?"

"Beer?" Remy didn't want to come back.

"Later."

Scott gave Liz a credit card then took out a white envelope. She automatically grabbed it out of Scott's hand and counted the bundle of bills.

"It's short." She said counting it again.

"We had a little traffic problem this morning," Scott said packing the last bag.

"It'll do."

"I'll give you another twenty if you come to dinner."

"Ya know Summers, that might just be the worst pick up line ever."

Remy and Scott somehow were able to get all the bags packed into two carts and were headed for the door when Liz pulled Remy back by his coat.

"You forgot your receipt."

Her smile was wide, unlike before. He always knew he had a way with the ladies, Scott was just making them mad.

Remy got back to the car and helped Scott pack all the bags in the backs of the two vehicles they brought. He reached into his pocket to hand Scott the receipt.

"HEY!" he yelled at the kids. "Who took Remy's cards! And da candy!"

He searched his memory back to... the girl, Liz, but how? Did she know about him, just like she knew about the kid? The candy bar was nothing to him, but the deck of cards, now that he wanted back.

Scott's sports car was unpacked first, then Remy's jeep. By the time the last bags were brought in, no one wanted to help anymore.

Remy was in the freezer putting ice cream away when Logan came in. "I want my beer, and I want it now."

So again, Remy was back in his jeep heading towards the store, but this time Logan sat next to him. There was a cop in the middle of the intersection directing traffic. The stoplights were out. Wait, didn't Scott say something about the traffic to Liz?

"Hey Logan, do ya know dis Liz at da store?

"What about her Cajun?" he said puffin on a cigar.

"How does Scott know her?"

"It's along story. All I know is that Scott wants to recruit her for some reason or another."

"Mutant?" Remy was surprised.

"Damn right."

They went inside and raided the liquor department. They got Rouge's tequila, Remy's Vodka, Scott's hard lemonade, and Logan's beer. They had enough to last the X-mansion a month or one wild party. Ready to go pay, Logan grabbed a case of Triple Black and threw it in the cart.

"Whose dat for?"

"A friend."

They got in the same line with Liz still working. Remy grabbed another candy bar and decided to pay for this one. Liz gave a short smile when she saw this.

"Anything else?" she asked.

"You don't happen ta have playin' cards now do ya?"

"Sorry, fresh out."

Remy and Liz exchanged glances while Logan pulled out a checkbook that had Scott's name on it. He wrote out a check and handed it to Liz while she looked over their purchases smiling slightly.

"My change?" Logan demanded holding out his hand.

Liz slipped a twenty out of the white envelope she now had in her pocket and handed it to him

Remy was now completely confused about what to think of this Liz.