When in New Orleans…
Part VI
The car ride from the Xavier Mansion to New Orleans was not very enjoyable. Just ask Logan and Remy all they did was argue.
"Shut up Cajun!" Logan yelled. Scott and Betsy, who sat in the front seats, were trying hard not to throw both Wolverine and Gambit out of the car. "Why didn't we just take the jet anyway?" Logan asked even more annoyed.
"We couldn't do that," Scott answered. "Not now anyway. We don't want to scare these new mutants we just want them to come to the mansion to see what it's like."
"Yea, and if we used the jet that would be a 'come-and-get-us' kind of signal," Betsy finished. Logan relaxed in his seat, seeing the road sign that said New Orleans 25 miles.
"We don' even know if dere really is someone after us," Remy said, finally speaking up. "If we would 'ave jus taken da jet, den we coulda been outta dere faster."
"For once I agree with the Cajun," Logan said.
"We can't risk it," Betsy replied.
"Well what are we gonna say to these mutants, 'Hey do you wanna come back to Manhattan with us, just so that you can see some dumb ol' mansion?' They're really gonna be willing to join us," Logan said sarcastically.
"He's right Betsy. What are we going to say?" Scott asked.
"I haven't thought of it yet, but I'm working on it…" she said. "I guess the truth, I mean what else can we say?"
"Oh yes, dere is an evil that is out dere somewhere, and we were wonderin' if ya would be willin' to join us to try an' defeat it," Remy said. "They'll believe dat."
"Well, they do have mutant powers, they just might believe us Gambit," Scott replied.
"What world are you living in One-Eye?" Logan asked.
Betsy put her hand to her head, sinking lower in her seat. 'This is just perfect…stuck in a car with three sarcastic men and we still have to convince these mutants to come back with us…this is going to be harder than I thought…'
"Oh come on 'Ro! Let's go to this one!" Jean pointed to the club that said 'Heaven 69'. The lights and the music came flooding out of the front door, where two large men were standing with their arms crossed. "It'll be fun!"
Ororo pulled the car over, and opened the door to get out. The four walked over to the entrance and stepped right past everyone in line. The two men looked Jean and Ororo up and down, and then Marie and Serena. Their eyes narrowed at each other, like a cat's, and then nodded their heads, stepping aside and letting the four pass into the club.
Marie and Serena laughed and jumped up and down. They had gotten in.
"Are you sure that they're in there?" Scott asked, pulling up to the front of Heaven 69.
"I'm sure," Betsy replied, her fingers touching her temples. "Charles helped me to locate them before we left and I've been tracking them ever since. They're in there."
"Well den what are we waitin' for?" Remy asked stepping out of the car. He walked up to the same two men Jean, Ororo, Serena, and Marie had passed, except this time they weren't so willing to let entrance.
Betsy, Logan, and Scott pushed their way up there only to be rejected. "You can go in but not them," one of the men ordered to Elizabeth.
"Why can't my three friends enter with me?" she asked seductively pressing her warm hand to the side of his face. His expression soon changed. He apologized and let all four of them enter. "Now, where are they?" Betsy asked looking around.
Ororo and Jean were sitting at the bar drinking two cosmopolitans. Marie and Serena were not allowed to drink, but that didn't mean they couldn't dance. They had already found dance partners and were definitely enjoying themselves.
"What about that one 'Ro?" Jean asked nodding her head in the direction of a tall man, who had just walked over to a girl and kissed her cheek. "Never mind…"
"Thank you for trying Jean but I am perfectly fine by myself right now," Ororo said taking another sip of her drink.
"But you promised! And besides, the night is still young!" Jean replied. She spotted the four that had just entered the club. An Asian woman with three good-looking men. 'Lucky her…' Jean thought to herself. A tall man with ruby colored eyeglasses whispered in the woman's ear and Jean sighed.
"See something that you like Jean?" Ororo asked lifting an eyebrow.
"Oh shut up 'Ro!" she snapped. The man with the wiry black hair was staring at the crowd as if he was looking for someone, or something. Jean could have sworn she saw him sniff the air once or twice. The tallest of the three, had eyes that you could have gotten lost in. Red on black. 'How strange…' His long brown coat blew slightly behind him, as if there was a wind blowing only against him. "Hey what about him?" Jean asked Ororo.
She turned her head to see who her friend was talking about and made eye contact with the man with the red on black eyes. Ororo blushed. She turned quickly away and whispered to Jean, giggling.
Remy knew an opportunity when he saw one, and took it. He slowly made his way away from the others and over to Ororo Munroe. Jean got the hint and stepped off after Marie and Serena who were still on the dance floor, watching with their hands over their mouths. He slid quickly into Jean's empty seat and took Ororo's smooth hand in his. "Hello chere. The name's Remy LeBeau. And what might the name of dis goddess be?"