Remember that Amelia speaks with a light Irish accent

Remy speaks with his Cajun accent

Logan speaks with his Canadian accent

Review-

"In a few minutes as on schedule a butch of men will come in here. How do I now? Cause the blokes always come in her at 5 o'clock and drink there pitiful sorrows alway until 11 o' clock where they all stumble home. You two will act like good mates, drink, ask me your questions, try to convince me, you'll me help clean up, and then I will go home and I hope I won't see you again. Got it, cause I sure do," She said.

"Perfectly," Remy said.

Story-

Just like she said at 5 o'clock a bunch of men between 30-50 came in.

"Wow, chere you were right," Remy said sitting down at the bar's counter (She works at the bar).

"Ok, get me straight Cajun. You call me Mel. Ok, none of this dear crap, savvy," she said serving some guy.

" No Remy like it, it's Remy's nickname for you," he replied.

"Fine then I get to call you Cajun all I want."

"C'est a deal," he said. She whipped he wet hands on her apron she put on and shook his hand he extended, "Where'd Logan go?"

"Oh, il always plays pool at bars," he said, "And c'est looks like il's winning."(he) (it) (he)

"Ok, so ask me what you want to," she said after serving everyone that was at the bar for the moment.

"Well Remy wants to know your history chere."

"Where do you want me to start?"

"Well the beginning would be nice," he said with a smile.

"Ok lets see. I was born in Dublin, Ireland on December 18, 1986. That would make me 17. Me father was a sweet bloke and my mother was beautiful. They were "accidentally" (doing that quote thing with her hands) killed in a car crash while visiting friends in London, but I know that me da had put some horrible people in jail and they wanted their revenge. They just took another person down with him. I was 5. I met Charles at their funeral and that's when me powers evolved. His power was me first I absorbed. I already knew Sam and Jesse since they were my adoptive uncles and me god fathers. Two of the sweetest men possible. I was lucky. I moved back to Montréal with them, where they were living. They raised me like their own and no they weren't gay. They helped me through my powers enhancements and they made me stronger and wiser. I will always be in their debt for what they did for me. They died 2 years ago cause of mutant testing. I cried for days after the cops found their bodies at a trash site. At their funeral I met Charles again. He offered me what I wanted, Salvation, but being me, I was too stubborn. I just had to prove myself to everyone that I wouldn't go to some old bloke for relief. I had to live on my own knowing I could support myself without anybodies help. I'm independent and stubborn person. Not the best qualities I have to say myself. So I went to the largest city I could find in the States. And that's how I ended up here in NYC. Ain't that just great. Anyway all I had was me family car, me drums, me guitar, me books, me clothes, and me little bit of money. You see I got loads of money from them, but it wasn't instant cash."

"How'd you pass the border with them askin' you questions? Et where'd ya learn to drive at 15."

"Ummm. I had a fake driver's license. You see I've had me share of friends and well I've had many thief friends. They were good ta me. And I learned how to drive at 7 both Clough and Auto. Jesse made sure that I knew how to drive. He said it would be an outrage if an engineer's child didn't know how to drive. But we both knew that it was a lie. He just wanted to teach me something that would piss the hell out of Sam. It was a sitcom, those two. "

"What did ya do after the border chere."

"Well I got a map and planned me way to NYC. When I got here, I looked for the cheapest area that would be close to a place I could work. I found Queens and then I found an auto shop and then I found this place and then after getting enough money I bought me place I have now. So what about you what's your life story Cajun."

(I'm too lazy to write it all out so just try to remember it. It's all about the guild and the marriage and then becoming an Acolyte and then an x-man)

"Bloody hell, you're story's a lot longer than mine," she said.

"Yea Remy knows. Remy forget some of it sometimes. Did the professor help you after you said no?"

"Well he did help me. In more ways than you know of. Ya' see Charles is me legal guardian until I turn 18. He sent me money which I only used for emergencies. Most is in a bank right now earning interest to make me some lazy money."

"Wow, and yet you hate him."

"I bloody have me reasons," she snapped.

"Well someday Remy would aime to know what those are," he stated smiling.

"Someday I will tell you," she replied.

Remy and Mel talked until closing time and Logan played pool until then. The two didn't know this, but Logan was listening to their whole conversation.

After they helped clean up the place and lock it up. Remy and Logan walked Mel to her door.

"Well Remy guess this is a goodbye for now chere," he stated with a smile.

"Yea I guess so Cajun," she said with a smile of her own.

"Bye lass," Logan said.

They walked down the hall and went to their car for the rid home.

"Remy give her a week before she comes."

"I give her two."