Vixen grins, still wearing the black tricorn from earlier, having taken a liking to it. "Yes, he's been taking care of us fine." At the mention of the wedding, she glanced across at Bret, smiling softly, then back at Eva. "No date yet...soon, hopefully."
Pulling away from Eva, she rolled her eyes slightly. "Now lets not forget why we're here, right? Do our mysterious visitors know where we are?" she said, obviously refering to the Concordia group. As she spoke, Vixen took the hat off, putting it on Eva's head and examining her for a moment. "Hmm. I like it" she said, grinning again as she leaned on Bret's shoulder.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
