(Rogue disappears over the wall. Cut to daytime on the street Gambit and Storm are up to their capers again. They are on top of the awning of a fruit stand.)

Gambit: Okay, Stormy. Go!

(Storm dips over the edge and looks at White Queen)

White Queen aka Emma : (To passing crowd, while mind zapping them to make them buy her fruit) Try this, your taste buds
will dance and sing! (Storm grabs a melon and
hangs there, distracting her attention.) Hey,
get your filthy mitts off that!

Storm: Blah blah blah!
Emma: Why, you! Get away from here, you dirty girl!

(She telepathically grabs the melon away from Storm. But in the foreground, Gambit
dips down and snatches another melon from the stand.)

Storm: Bye bye!

(He zings back up. White Queen takes the melon to the front,
where she places it on top of a stack. She looks confused, like
she has just done this.)

Gambit: Nice goin' Storm. Breakfast is served.

(Gambit and Storm on the roof break open the melon and eat. We see
Rogue walking through the street.)

Kitty: Pretty lady, buy a pot. No finer pot in brass
or silver.
Colossus: Sugar dates, sugar dates and figs! Sugar
dates and pistachios!
Forge: Would the lady like a necklace. A pretty
necklace for a pretty lady.

(She is charmed by the action, but is startled by a fish thrust
into her face.)

Beast: Fresh fish! We catch 'em, you buy 'em!
Rogue: I don't think so. (She backs away, but bumps into
that wacky Auzzie Pyro, who is startled into swallowing his
fire.) Oh, excuse me. (He gulps, then belches
fire from his mouth. Rogue is disgusted. He is
pleased and taps his stomach. Gambit sees her,
and a strange look comes over his face.) I'm
really very sorry.
Gambit: (He's obviously deeply in love with her.) Mon dieu!

(She pulls the hood of her cloak over her head. Storm sees him and
jumps up on his shoulder, waving his hand in front of Gambit's
face.)

Storm: Uh oh. Hello? Hello?

(Rogue stops at the fruit stand and sees a young homeless child, Leech
reaching for a piece of fruit. She picks one up and gives it to
him.)

Rogue: Oh, you must be hungry. Here you go. (The mutant
boy runs off.)
Juggernaut: You'd better be able to pay for that.
Rogue: (Mystified) Pay?
Juggernaut: No one steals from my cart! I'm the Juggernaut bitch!
Rogue: Oh, I'm sorry sir. I don't have any money.
Juggernaut: Thief!
Rogue: Please, if you let me go to the mansion, I can
get some from the Professor.
Juggernaut: Do you know what the penalty is for stealing?

(He takes her hand and pins it down on the table, intending to
crush it with his other fist.)

Rogue: No, no please!

(The fist drops, but his hand is stopped by Gambit's BO-STAFF.)

Gambit: Thank you kind sir. I'm so glad you've found
her. I've been looking all over for you.
Rogue: (whispering) What are you doing?
Gambit: (whispering back) Just play along.
Juggernaut: You know this girl?
Gambit: Sadly, yes. She is my sister. She's a little
crazy. (He circles his finger around his ear.
She is shocked. The Juggernaut grabs him by
the trench coat.)
Juggernaut: She said she knows the Professor!
Gambit: She thinks petite is the Professor.
(Storm is picking a pocket. She hears this, then straightens up.
Rogue, playing along, bows to Storm.)
Rogue: Oh, wise Professor. How may I help you?
Storm: Well, blah blah blah blah.
Gambit: Tragic, isn't it? (He leans forward, picking
up another apple from the cart with his
foot.) But, no harm done. (Walks over to Rogue.) Now come along sis. Time to see the doctor.
Rogue: (To John Wraith standing nearby) Oh, hello doctor.
How are you?
Gambit: No, no, no. Not THAT one. (To Storm, whose
pockets are bulging.) Come on, Professor.
(Storm bows to the crowd and everything she's stolen from the cart falls out.)
Juggernaut: Huh? What is it? (Storm picks up what she can
carry, and the trio run off.) Come back here,
you little thieves!