Well it is certainly an experience to be drinking with Remy. Were soon chatting away with each other, laughing at jokes and swapping stories. I do get nervous when he takes out a pack of playing cards. Believe me when I say that those charged cards can pack a punch like the Juggernaut's fist. Fortunately he just wants to show me a few card tricks of the conventional kind. I hate to admit but he's pretty good at them.
"Remy thank you for all deir drinks Rick. You are a real pal non? Au revoir mon ami," says Remy as he staggers to his feet. He seems rather the worse for having all those martinis.
"Here let me help ya ta the door bub," I say as I put an arm around his shoulder to support him. In this position it would be so easy to just reach out and snap his neck. One blow and it would end a feud that's been almost as long and bloody as the one between the runt and myself. It's tempting and any other day I would do so without hesitation. Still I have another idea which is rather more subtle and highly amusing.
"Thank you Rick. You are a good friend to Remy. Have a card," says Remy as he gives me the Jack of Hearts from his pack. Cute Cajun, real cute. He then puts his arms around me and hugs me as though I was his long lost brother. To my considerable relief he stops short of kissing me. Still I dread to think what Rogue would do to him if she could see him now. It would be as well for him to shower before seeing Logan also because he has my scent all over him.
"Thank ya bub. Here take this as a little keepsake," I say as I give him a calling card. He nods and pockets it before stumbling off down the street. On the card is written a friendly little message from yours truly. "Thanks for all the drinks Remy. Shall we do this again sometime? Yours sincerely Victor Creed." I would give anything to see the look on his face when he sobers up.
In a jubilant mood I decide to tackle the next step in my little project. This involves going to the cinema to see a movie. It's just a couple of blocks away and I even whistle a little tune as I walk along. The next challenge is to decide which of a plethora of films will be the one that I watch. I eventually decide to see one called "Kate and Leopold". One of the actors in it is called Hugh Jackman and there's a picture of him on the poster. He bears an uncanny resemblance to a taller leaner version of the runt. Maybe if they ever did a film about me and him this Hugh Jackman could play his part. Hah like that would ever be likely to happen.
Anyway I go up to the ticket office and get myself a ticket. This time I remember not to smile at the person behind the counter and everything goes smoothly.