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And being a Richards doesn't make you brilliant by nature, either. Oh... wait. [Smirkity smirk.]

And no. I moved to LA a year ago. I've been on one. Count them, ONE, date. And it was a PR stunt for this actor/UFC guy who needed a pretty blond on his arm to go to Chateau Marmont to get his picture taken by the paparazzi. I was not aware of this until the next day. When my face was splattered across TMZ. Yeah.

That's why I use it to make tea. And coffee. And on the rare occasion, pasta. But beyond that, no thank you.

Oh wait, huh? Yes, yes it does. Common sense isn't the same as being Wile E Coyote, super genius.

Do you stay in? Hide? Are you into girls, that it?

No, you Richards are all smart. Like, insane super smartness. Anytime Val and I snuck out to a party; which wasn't very often 'cause she was the good one out of the two of us; it was always HER plan that worked. Trying to sneak past not just MY parents, but HERS? Man. I always envied her little genius head.

And no, I don't hide! I go out and... do stuff. And no, I am not into girls, but it shocks me like, not at all that you asked me that. Jean and Wanda were an item in my reality. Franklin was ALWAYS obsessing about it. I just... no one asks me out. I must be scary.

Yeah, I'm the same way. Rarely caught. Course sneaking out with Oli kinda helps with that.

I'm just trying to figure out why you wouldn't be able to get a date.

Oli?

Well, when you figure that out, please let me know. And then alert the male population that I am indeed available and looking. Because they are OBLIVIOUS. Grr. :D

Oliver Raven. Remy and Rogue's youngest. He's my best friend.

I'd hook you up with Oli but Megs might get piss. Megan Frost, that is.

Oh no. No stepping on toes for me. I'm a good girl. [She gives him a sheepish grin.] ... alright, moderately good to neutral.

Megan Frost. Okay, clearly Emma Frost's kid, but who's the dad?

Megs broke my nose. I'd hand him to you if I thought it would stop that from happening again.

Scott Summers. She's the eldest. Twin sisters just younger than her and a baby brother.

[Blinking. That... makes her my aunt.

God. My family is ten kinds of screwed up.

And yet, timewise? She's like what? Thirty years younger than you? Going by my dad's age and all.

God, age me much. I'd say more like 20. Time is so... ugh.

Twenty? Really? I mean, she's sixteen and ...

Okay okay. Just teasing.

Okay shut up, it's 30. Ish. You so make me feel like an old biddy.

In my time you might be! If you're there. Though probably a hot one. A hot one that liked my dad...

Right, shutting up now.

Hot? [She beams right up until...] ... wait. You th...

OH. It is SO not like that. Like... at all. OMG.

Well, just the way you said things and all. I mean, why react like that. He's a good guy.

UHHH NO. He's FRANKLIN. I mean... yes, he's a good guy, but no! No. OMG no. He's Val's older annoying brother who thinks Jean and Wanda being together was the hottest thing ever and he was jealous of my mom's car and just... no. AND, and! He was retarded in love with Layla who was the biggest pain in the ass on the planet. NOT that I was jealous, 'cause I wasn't. Like not at all. It was gross when they made out all over the Baxter and just thinking about makes my skin crawl and...

And I am going to stop. [She winces.] I don't know what's worse. You thinking I had a thing for Franklin, or me rambling about how grossed out I am.

[Beat.] And before you even say it, YES, I realize this totally makes it sound like I did have a thing for your dad. And I didn't. Don't. Won't. Ever.

But but I wanna say it. Because you totally sound like you do. I mean, utterly sound like it.

I can really and truly promise you that I didn't. [She rolls her eyes.]

No, see. I had a thing for John... er, Pyro. But then he was gay and that got shot to hell... and THEN. Oh. Did I ever have a ridiculous crush on Bobby Drake. Man. It was BAD. Guess I just have a thing for blondes.

[He can't help but look utterly and completely amused.]

A thing for blondes, huh?

Well, yeah. I mean, first crush was Danny Jennings in like 7th grade. And then John, and Bobby... yeah. All bl...

[And her cheeks go a rather potent shade of pink.]

I... that wasn't... I mean...

I wasn't...

Crap. I give up. [Totally hides her face.]

[He stares at her, grinning.]

It's the Richards charm, isn't it?

Oh just shut up. [Yes, she is still hiding behind her hands.]

Don't get me wrong. You are hot.

... I really need to think about things that I say before I say them.

You're Franklin's KID. It's... weird. ... and I am NOT making this ANY better. God, please just kill me.

Oh no. No killing. This is waaay too much fun. I mean, you with the stammering and the confusing.

And the compliments.

You're pretty cute yourself.

[She groans into her hands before moving her fingers to uncover one big blue eye.]

I have just made a complete ass out on myself in what has to amount to record time. There is nothing remotely cute about it.

[Finally uncovers her face, still slightly pink.]

But thank you. You must think I am a completely dork now. Which, I won't deny, but... that was an exceptionally bad moment.