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Marie stops by Harry's for a drink with the boys before her date with Lorna.


Marie looked around the dark bar, waving as her eyes lit on Garrison and Logan. She had just enough time for a drink or two with the boys before her night with Lorna would officially begin. Her coat hid the slinky black dress she was wearing until she hung it over the back of a chair, a little thing she had picked up and never planned on wearing until Lorna had convinced her otherwise. She'd left her hair down, framing her face, the white wisps drawing a nice contrast to her smoky eyes. Red heels completed the outfit, courtesy of Medusa's giveaway.

Logan looked up just in time to get a good look at the Little Black Dress Marie was sporting. Then he put down his beer and wolf-whistled at her. Loudly. So that everyone in the bar could hear it clearly. "Nice look, Marie." he said approvingly, picking back up his beer. "Goin' out?"

"Shut up," she said, though Marie hadn't expected any other sort of response from Logan. Of course, she hadn't quite expected him to draw the attention of the entire bar either. "Lorna and Ah have plans out, is all." Nodding at the waitress, a beer quickly arrived that Marie happily downed half of in one sip. "'sides, it's not like you've never seen me dressed up before."

"Wait, you're going on a date with Lorna? Isn't that illegal in this country?" Garrison said, an odd appreciative look on his face.

Marie stuck her tongue out at Garrison, ruining the image of maturity that her outfit and make up had before suggested. "More like a double date. And by date, Ah mean girl's night, but we're trying to keep up appearances. Gotta create the image that the teachers here, y'know, have lives outside the school and all."
"No one will ever believe it." Kane grinned at her. "Unless you tell them while wearing that dress. I'd believe my head was on fire and that George Bush won the 2000 election with that in front of me." He gestured at her outfit.

"You'd believe anything if the girl's shirt was cut low enough," Marie teased, blushing as she glanced over at Logan. "But good to know Ah have a way to get whatever Ah want outta ya...just gotta choose the right clothes." She relaxed slightly though, secretly pleased at the reaction most people were having to her outfit.
Logan leaned back in his chair and grinned at Marie. "Girl goes out lookin' like that, some poor boy's not gonna know what hit him." he said appreciatively. "Try not to wind up in Vermont this time." he said.
"That kinda thing can't happen twice...Ah hope. 'least not till Magneto gets caught again...then we'll probably wind up in Mexico," Marie said, her voice growing dark for a moment. Shaking it off, she smiled at Garrison and Logan. "So what's on y'all's agenda for the night?"

Logan shrugged. "Pussy-boy over here thinks he can take the Old Man here for a couple of his hard-earned dollars at pool." he said with a wolfen grin. "I think I'm going to have to disabuse him of this notion."

Marie raised an eyebrow. "Just so long as you don't start matching drink for drink. Gar still owes me for the last time Ah took care of his too drunk to do anything but sing Ocean Pearl offkey ass. And Ah used to like that song."

Logan quirked an eyebrow at Marie. "If the boy's dumb enough to go drink-for-drink with me he deserves what he gets." he said, laughing. "Besides, he's funny when he gets trashed. All sensitive and stuff. Just wants to give the world a big ol' hug."

"See, that's the attitude that keeps me out of prison, barbrawl boy." Garrison raised his hands in protest. "And I was being taken out by the Secret Service, man. They've likely got whole takedown scenarios planned in case you refuse a round. With helicopters and dogs and those really cool armoured SUVs."

"Yes, Ah'm sure that's what they do with their spare time. Plan scenarios to force-feed alcohol to the Canadian," Marie said with a grin. "But you obviously had a good time." Propping her elbow on the table, she rested her head on her hand. "Though Ah really don't recommend you repeat the experience anytime soon."

"I don't think my liver can handle that again. Besides, I have my doubts the circumstances will arise for a second encounter any time soon." Kane refilled his glass. "So where are you ladies off to tonight? No place wholesome, I hope."

"Dinner, then maybe a club, but nothing too exciting or crowded," Marie said, wiggling her gloved fingers. "Wouldn't want any unplanned consequences for the night. But don't let Lorna hear me say that. She'll call me an emo muppet and make me do a shot."

"Emo muppet." Logan said thoughtfully. "Huh." He thought that one over, then took a swallow of his poor neglected beer. Clearly, he had an Idea broiling somewhere in the vast scarred wasteland he called a brain.

Marie wasn't sure what to make of the scheming look in Logan's eye, but she wasn't sure she really wanted to as she set down her now empty mug. She'd been intending to nurse the second half of her beer at a slower pace, knowing that she'd be getting plenty of alcohol in her system with Lorna, but somehow it hadn't quite worked out like that. "Alright boys, one more beer and then Ah'm off."

Logan paid for Marie's next beer and then looked over to Garrison. "Pity she's goin' out with Lorna." he said in a spectacular display of non-subtlety. Then he returned his attention to Marie. "You have a good time, kid. Try not to dance on the table or go pole-dancing or any of that." he said with a smirk. "Good clean fun this time."


"If you do any pole dancing and work on the tables, you can always bring me back pictures." He drank down the last of his and waved for another from the waitress. They got used to keeping a close eye on the level of the glasses when Kane and Logan were in the bar. "Not Logan though. He's been bad and has been peeking at you through your window while you change. Took my favourite spot too."

"Fair is fair," Marie said with a shrug, opening her brown eyes innocently. "Afterall, Ah do have those cameras set up in y'all's rooms." She looked at Logan and blushed. "Ok, just in Garrison's."

"I know. I helped install it, remember?" Kane picked up his fresh drink from the waiter and took a sip.