She saw that glint in Raines eye as she considered it. She wouldn't be Raine if there wasn't some mischief going through her head from time to time, but she trusted her friend and let her carefully apply the lipstick as needed. Rolling her lips when needed, was that it? No bright red cat whiskers or anything? God her friends were the best.

"How could it be anything but perfect, you're the one who did it." Cait had always admired the younger womans' make-up skills. She definitely had the skills the Scot herself didn't. For her make-up was as simple as possible and it couldn't run.

Their cab ride was pretty quick and uneventful, which was probably a good thing but the fact that they were soon in front of the frat house was a little daunting. Maybe it was something about not actually being American but the whole frat and sorority thing had never made sense to her. Sure they had big parties but considering how old some of them were, and how much they were light-weights it seemed a bad mix to her.

Then again when it came to drinks she cheated. Having a natural advantage was a little unfair on the others.

No sooner were they inside, arm in arm then she was being bear hugged, by a bear sized man and she now had the best name for Raine. Ever. Blurting out, "Rainebow!? Please tell me why I've not heard this nickname before." It was so perfect.

Grabbing a simple beer as she was being introduced, it wouldn't be her first choice but it fit the whole theme she was going for. "Nice to meet you, Raine failed to mention she knew such a, tall man like yourself." Mind on the task lass, no time for actual flirting right now. That could come later. Maybe. "Oh and thank you. I'd say we come as a pair," she added with a playful wink, "but I don't think actual angels could handle that."

"Oooo, who's Matt then?" Sounded like prime teasing material right there. "Is this someone a person might have a little crush on hmmm?"

This was going to be a lot of fun. 

Why had she not heard that nickname before? Exactly her reaction was why. "I figured you'd get there eventually on your own." Cait gave out nicknames like old hospital people gave out sloppy kisses and candy.

Cait's flirting was recognized with an appreciative 'oof' and a bite of his lower lip. Raine tried to resist doing something stupid to get attention just because no one was looking at her anymore. She tugged at Cait's arm to get them moving, though. She wasn't ready to be just an awkward wingwoman and they did have some investigating to do, still.

"Raaaine, when you're done with her send her back to me, 'kay!"

The x-man raised her hand up in the air and resolved to never be done with Cait right then and there. At least. Not for tonight. Suddenly Raine was seized with insecurity about how this evening would end. Would Cait want to take someone home? Raine would let her, obvs. She just... hadn't thought that far. And now she was thinking that far and she didn't know what to do about it.

A crush? On Matt? "Heh. Not really. We move in the same circles and I like to stay on his good side. Everybody's good side, where possible. I think he might have..." Raine tossed back some of her drink as they rounded a corner and saw a small group of people gathered in a circle with a movie playing in the background.

She was glad that this wasn't happening on the main floor where there was an absolute crush of bodies, but this was going to be bad enough with a crowd.

"...expectations." Raine finished her thought before they were spotted.

"See the guy with the blue shirt?" He helpfully waved to them and called out to Raine. "Wanna help me make this the best birthday ever?" She was asking, but that mischief in her eyes was already begging for the answer was yes.

Mr Bear was obviously interested and god so was she. But no, they had a job, as annoying and painful as it was to let Raine lead her away she did. "He's seemed nice. You meet him on your course?" She was totally not try to find out if her friend had a thing for the big guy. Because if she didn't Cait wouldn't find her way back to the main room when this was all over. At all.

Taking a few drinks as she was urged upwards by the girl on her arm and taking everything thing in around her, there didn't seem anything wrong, yet. Just the usually drunk kids and giggling girls. Frat boys bragging about sports or something and a few slightly nerdier people dotted here and there who were obviously friends that had been dragged along. Awww, she felt for them, they looked like frightened rabbits surrounded by so many people, she'd been there before. All it took was a little confidence, even if it's fake.

The party girl in her, however, was definitely enjoying the atmosphere. A couple more beers in her and she'd be up on a table dancing in full view.

Expectations? That sounded, fun. Very fun. "Do tell. Has Raine been flirting a little with one of the nice frat boys?" She could see the girl getting her nails into anyone here pretty easy, she oozed the confidence of someone who got what they wanted.

Looking over to the person being pointed out, he looked like most of the guys here. A bit bulkier than the average college student, a bit better looking and frankly he looked a little harmless compared to some of the tipsy people on the floor below. Those could be deceiving though, David had seemed like a really nice person when they first started dating.

Raising an eyebrow at Raine and think what kind of mischief she had planned, she was totally in. "Am I ever one to not want to make people happy? What do you have in mind for the poor sod?" Knowing her it would be great.

Had Raine been flirting? The blonde flicked her eyes up to Cait, up over the lip of her red solo cup. She didn't have to say a word, her eyes were so expressive. Did fish drink? Was teh sky blue? Did Raine flirt? They were all pretty much the same kind of obvious.

"Maybe just dance. You, me, an' him. It'll be fun." Because, who in their right mind would turn that down? Raine shifted her cup to her off hand. "You go right, I'll go left. Meet in the middle." One more guzzle and she was getting brave enough. Matt was almost done disentangling himself from the crowd and that was kind of not what Raine wanted. An audience was just about perfect, in fact.

Raine went left. All it meant was that she skirted left around the couch to meet Matt smack dab in the middle of the group that was lounging around in bean bag chairs and on the couch, all shooting the breeze and pretending to watch a movie without actually bothering to watch. It was a musical they'd seen a hundred million times. Either somebody really liked the movie or everyone thought they should. It was the hands down go-to at every drama kid get together. Any one of them could pick it up and recite it verbatim.

"Hey. You don't usually come to these." The serpent must have looked at Eve the way that Matt looked at Raine. He made his appreciation known and spared a little confused glance for Cait who, if he kept his body oriented toward Raine, would have his back. She'd blocked it out in her head, and Matt turned accordingly-- one arm for each girl. Raine slid home with her curves pressed up against his taller frame. He had nothing on Bear as far as mass went, but just about anyone looked big and strong next to Raine.

"Matt, meet my good friend Cait. You can thank her for tonight, and for your birthday present..." Her right hand, already free from her drink, skated up and up just giving the barest butterfly kisses of a touch at his flat stomach, his pectoral, his neck, and finally her slender fingers stretched across the scratch of beard growth on his chin. Rain pulled him down and she went up on tippy-toe. Her face hinted of delight, exuberance, and a distant promise of wild abandonment of inhibitions and fun.

"Dance with us?" She breathed against his ear and flicked her eyebrows up at Cait as she met the other x-man's eyes over Matt's head. This guy was a ticket to the places they'd want to go.

"Both--" She let that word hang in the air for a moment so he had time to imagine some possible outcomes of this evening. "--of us. Let's hit the main floor where you can feel the music in your skin." And where the drinks were less guarded and the memories might be in jeopardy. These upper levels were safeguarded, as far as Raine figured.

I might not have been alone. Cait's earlier words echoed in Raine's memory. Yeah. Well. Maybe it was time to prove that Raine might not have been alone either. If she'd wanted to. Or, didn't chicken out this time.

That look said a million words, of course she played with the poor boy and he had no chance with Raine on the case. She almost felt a twinge of sympathy for him, when her friend had hers eyes set on something, she got it.

Oh, she had a good idea where this was going and she was so in. A moderately evil grin followed the girls suggestions, "This has to be the best plan we've ever had, he doesn't stand a chance!" No way any hot blooded guy could resist one of them, both together was just unfair. Amazing fun though and he seemed the type to enjoy a pair of flirtatious girls showing him a good time.

Picking her way around, going in an opposing arc to the master strategist, she had to dodgy more than one conversation to avoid breaking some very merry people out of their fun. They were certainly less scruffy than some of the other parties she'd been to, no wonder Raine liked to hang out with the drama kids. They were pretty cool. Any other day she'd be up here, watching the musical and getting involved, but today, today they had prey. A poor little bunny in their sights and no one was getting in their way tonight. God is this what going out on the town would be like with her friend? That would be awesome, awesomely dangerous too. She wasn't against more than one partner, but the idea of one of them being Raine was just weird.

Slowly running a hand up his back, he was soon very much aware he had more than one friendly lass there, turning to let her get a view of him. Oh he was cute, not the slab of man she'd met downstairs but he looked pretty damn good. No wonder Raine hung out with him, even if she wouldn't admit to liking him. And he was in the palm of the woman's hand, he was theirs, hook line and sinker.

Winking at the look and running her hand down his back slowly, she'd b lying if she said she wasn't tempted to give him a little squeeze on his backside. Man had a nice one, who was she to not appreciate it.

An Angel and a Demon asking you to dance, of course you'd say yes. He was more than willing to follow them anywhere, time to really have a little fun with him. Getting in as close to his ear as Raine was to the other, she turned up her accent and spoke softly, but loud enough for some people to hear. "That is big boy, if you think you can handle us both."

That did it. She could feel him tense up, it was adorable. Taking a hand and leading him slowly towards the stairs, shooting a wicked look over one shoulder, she was sure they'd get the info they wanted. Implied promises and vague ideas would fill his head, he'd do anything to impress them both.

Matt giggled and considering the circumstances not a single heterosexual in the universe would hold that against him.

He was putty in Cait's hand and Raine took Matt's other hand so that she wouldn't get lost or left behind. She trailed behind the two of them as they made their way back down the stairs and toward the party proper. Cait was so good at this. Too good at this. Should Raine up her game? How far was the blonde willing to go in order to prove that she wasn't as inexperienced as she actually was?

Raine made herself relax her features. This was a challenge, an act. If she wanted to sell herself as an actress some day she needed to have all kinds of experiences and emotions to draw from. She could do this. She had to. If she couldn't, then how did she ever hope to play pretend for real as her job?

As they meandered down to the living room, Raine had to crowd close or risk getting separated. Separated was not part of the x-women's plans. Matt glanced back with the expected hungry expression and Raine gave him eyebrows until he laughed. Hopefully that was a good laugh. He turned and pulled both girls in close once they'd reached the writhing mass of what had once been the frat house's living room. The couches had all been removed or pushed back to leave an open space that was instead filled with college co-eds Who were making full use of the surround sound speakers. The music was teeth-rattlingly loud so whatever Matty was trying to say was wholly lost on Raine. She smiled and kind of shrugged as she started to dance. It didn't really matter how well she danced, Raine guessed, since they were all pressed up nice and close.

For a few moments, Raine even forgot why they were there. Moving with his hand on her, her hands on him... physical contact to a rhythm was heady stuff. Eventually, though, she remembered that she'd once held a drink cup. It seemed lost to the masses. Probably stomped flat on the floor.

"Drink!" She tried to shout and Matt gave her a similar shrug. Raine pantomimed and he nodded his assent before turning all his attentions to Cait. Ah. Right. Well. Raine would be back. That was... probably okay.

Her little strong of fun followed her as she weaved her way down to the heaving dance floor. Yeah, she might hang out a couple times in the more chill rooms at some parties but the main floor was the beating heart of every gathering. The rhythm, the movement, the palpable enjoyment, it was just where she really belonged. There was a reason she'd broken into music as a career, it just felt right.

Glancing back idly and giving their nice boy a lazy smile, she was making sure they hadn't lost anyone. Raine was awesome and lovely and the best but she was a little short and short people could get swallowed up by a crowd way to easily. More than one friend had disappeared at a gig that way. She was still there though and they were pretty close to the middle anyways so clearly there was dancing to do. Although it could have been classified as something else consider how dense the dancers were packed and how close the duo were pressed agaisnt Matt. Not that he was complaining and she could more than sympathise with how much he was enjoying himself. She would have been exactly the same way with too beautiful women paying her so much attention.

Then they were suddenly alone, where had Raine gone? They should be together! Oh this wasn't good, and as sweet as Matt was he was more than a little handsy with only one girl around. Christ, he could at least be nice to both of them, they'd built up an unspoken promise of the two of them for a reason. It was his birthday though, maybe forgiving him and just having a good time while they could was the best plan.

So she danced, did her usual club thing and just enjoyed herself, giving the occasional coy little smile to the young man with her and drawing just a little attention from some of the other patrons of the dance floor. For uni students in a gathering of artsy folks some of them could not move to a rhythm.

After a little, she was starting to get worried, her friend had been gone way to long for anything good, considering why they were there. Shouting at Matt and trying to figure out where she'd gone, she got the vaguest impression it had something to do with drinks.

"Stay here and we'll both be right back!" she scream at him and with the vague nod he gave, Cait guessed he knew why she was off. Now she just had to find a five-two blonde girl in a frat party. Couldn't be too hard could it?

At the drink table, Raine saw nothing out of the ordinary except that there was a heck of a lot of volume there. There was always volume, but there was no denying that despite the press of the crowd, if they finished all this, there'd be more than a few regrets by tomorrow.

Raine picked up three cups and poured and mixed and poured some more. Whatever her concoction was, was not likely to be good, but it would be likely to make a birthday more memorable and less remember-able.

When Raine turned around she saw everything in fast-mo. Sort of like slow-mo, but hella fast. She took a step forward and everything slowed down to normal. Took a step back and everyone dancing was going super hyper grind speed.

That... was not normal.

Did every party in existence have a time anomaly at the drink table? Was there some temporal problem with gathering so much alcohol together all at once? It would fit with her experience. Anyone who went to get drinks always took way too effing long.

Which meant she was also taking way too long. Time was moving faster for those outside her little standing spot. If she hadn't turned around before she walked through it, she probably never would have noticed.

Raine stuffed one cup between her teeth and one in each hand so that she could shimmy between the bodies and get back to Matt.

Matt, for his part, was doing some shimmying of his own. Just... not with Cait.

"Where's Cait?" Raine passed over a cup and Matt had his almost all gone within 3 gulps.

"Oh god," he coughed as the taste caught up to him. "What is this!?"

Raine took her own sip, a much larger one than intended since she was bumped from behind. She too coughed. It was astringent at best.

"Liquid courage!" She tipped his cup up to his lips again. "Where's Cait?" She asked again and wiggled the third cup she had.

"We don' need her!" He pulled Raine's hips to his and slopped the last dregs of his cup onto her white dress.

Well, he might not need her, but Raine did...

Right, this would be easy, all she had to do was get to the edge of the dance floor, scout around the drinks table and the edges of the room and if not, find her way back to Matt because chances are she'd make her way back to him. Good, that was all doable, she just had to weave, and sometimes force, her way out of the throng of people.

After more than one drunk guy thought it'd be fun or smart to try and grope her on the way past, each receiving a nasty jab into the side for their trouble, she finally breached the edges of the dance floor and spent a couple of seconds to just get a few deep breaths down her. Dancing was fun and awesome with friends but damn was it a stuffy and sweaty affair. Sometimes it was hard to breath on the floor.

Focus girl, Raine could be in trouble and they still weren't any closer to finding out how and why people were losing time. Drinks table! That was a good idea. If she was anywhere that'd be the first place to look.

Making her way over there wasn't anything to show her friend had been there and on a hunch, Cait gave a few of the bottles a quick experimental sniff for any slightly 'off' odours. Nope, nothing and if anything could tell, it'd be a Scottish nose.

"Come on girl, where have you gotten yourself too." How could she be lost already!?

If this was what having children was like there was no way she was having them any time soon. Way too stressful, way too much work.

The increasingly weird feeling she was getting was more than the situation called for, was there something else going on. OK, calm down, breath and look around. Panning her eyes slowly over the crowd she finally clocked on. People were moving really fast, like inhumanly quick. The movements were too twitchy, like a sped up video. Oh no, no, no, this wasn't good. Taking a couple steps forward everything seem to slow down to normal speed. Oh that was weird.

She might be going loopy but this was too real to her to seem like a dream or trip. No one last test then she finds Raine. Picking up a discarded cup and tossing it in an arc towards the wall, it's path got slower and slower until it seemed to hang in the air at it's peak was way to long.

Turning and pushing into the group before it even touched the ground She needed Raine. This was way beyond anything she could explain but maybe she had an idea or if not, bringing this to Becca was kind of a big deal. Shoving one very drunk and stubborn person out of her way Cait reached her friend an she did not look happy. Matt was up close and personal and frankly was getting a little too far for being on the dance floor.

Pulling her gently away, teasing Matt with a sultry look, she shouted in the smaller girls ear, "We need to talk now! Somethings really wrong!."

Like Raine helped encourage him to drink, Matt thought it might be good to return the favor. He tipped Raine's cup up the next time she sipped so that she, again, got more of a gulp than a sip and far more than she'd wanted. The song changed to something equally fast paced and frenetic, but Matt closed in as if it had swapped to a slow paced song.

"You're look really pretty tonight."

She could smell the alcohol on his breath and sweat from exertion as he leaned in to lip at her earlobe. More sweet nothings spilled out, but they were just that: nothing. Gibberish. Her eyes were like angels? Who even said that? Honestly, it was her own fault if he was getting both a little tipsy and definitely her fault that he had the wrong idea. She'd encouraged both. She both loved and hated being this close, both wanted and despised it.

Raine didn't care for Matt. As a person he was just a little too rough around the edges and stupid for her taste. But she liked... this. Dancing close. Knowing that when she turned her face to press a kiss against his cheek, that her breathing "Happy birthday" against his skin made him have to gulp. She took another drink over his shoulder and detached herself from the moment. If she continued like this... Nah. She couldn't continue like this. She was supposed to be looking out for whatever mutant was making the drink table go funny. And there was the matter of the disappearing Cait.

"Come upstairs.”

"That would only be half a birthday present."

“I think you could make it up to me.”

"Wanna see something cool?" Shoving Matt into the drink table and then running away while he was stuck in some mutant's slow time at the drink table prank sounded juuust about perfect. Unfortunately, he was still wrapped around her and her vague invitation was, perhaps, a bit too vague. Raine frowned at him and pulled his hands free from the hem of her skirt which was more difficult than it should have been since her hands were full.

> "We need to talk now! Somethings really wrong!"

Cait sounded more upset than Raine had expected. She planted a peck on Matt’s lips and then just tried to step away. He spilled his drink trying to keep hold of her, but short of forcing Raine to stay, there was nothing he could do.

Immediately, he proved Raine wrong by whining after the two women as they stepped away from him.

"What’s the big deal?" Raine offered Cait her drink, or maybe it was Raine’s drink. They were both looking a little less full than she thought they should. She wanted to ask if Cait had seen whoever it was using their powers on the drink table, but it was uncool to out mutants when they might not want that.

She hated to drag her friend away when she was so up close and personal with the guy but it was important and frankly Raine didn't look like she was enjoying herself right then. Her body language made it look like she wasn't pleased with how handsy the guy was getting. God did this college kids have no tolerance whatsoever? Matt was a light weight, and that was saying something. Even her friend had handled her drinks better and she was a hobbit.

The whining was a bit pathetic too, way to go Matt, let down the expectation. Obviously when this was all over if Raine wanted the guy, he was more than hers. The Scot would have a bear to find.

Taking the offered drink, she downed it in one go barely even noticing the stronger taste. Not the best idea but two drinks wouldn't do much more than give her a buzz and the bit of her that was a little freaked out needed the comforting power the concoction had.

"Well, whatever's doing this isn't in the drinks it's a real world effect." Which was kind of scarier. Someone dropping drugs in the communal pool was bad, someone or something that was messing up time was a whole league above that.

"Have you seen the time effects? The dance floors going at least two times the speed as the edges, maybe more."

They'd stumbled into something huge and Cait was lost at what to do. A bad guy she understood, you could talk them down or fight them if push came to shove but time? How the hell did you ask time to nicely stop screwing around?

Sighing and seriously wanting to pour another few shots, "I'm lost Raine, this is so far out of my experience it's not even funny. Do you know anything about the kind of energy this would take?"

Most of the time she didn't envy college students. By all accounts Caits life was pretty good, she had a solid job doing what she loved and earned enough for a nice little apartment and some fun times. Now, however, she understood some of her parents frustrations that she hadn't stuck in at school and gotten herself into uni because nothing in her years playing instruments helped this in any way.

Maybe it was time for them to call this in.

> "Well, whatever's doing this isn't in the drinks it's a real world effect."

"Oh. Erm. Yeah, I kind of noticed, but--" Raine looked around, but nobody cared. Nobody but Matt. She stepped in close to Cait to whisper/shout. Whatever passed for not just blurting out words. "I figured it was a mutant. Some kind of prank maybe?"

> "Have you seen the time effects? The dance floors going at least two times the speed as the edges, maybe more."

Raine pulled back to see Cait's eyes. She seemed pretty freaked out. Or maybe she was excited?

"I'm sorry I took so long getting back. I'm guessing that was what kept you." Raine hugged her friend. She just.. seemed like she needed it.

> "I'm lost Raine, this is so far out of my experience it's not even funny. Do you know anything about the kind of energy this would take?"

"Aww, you could have fooled me, darling." Where there were two, now they were back to three. Matt got the look he deserved from Raine for butting in. How much had he heard? The X was trying to replay the last few sentences of their conversation when his hand on her back ventured lower. Raine could only assume it was migrating south for the winter toward Cait's derriere as well. And that... she just wasn't sure about that.

"You both seemed so into it before."

"Cait's not good with men." Raine blurted. She'd said as much to Raine before, right? Worst luck and all that? Raine's eyebrows went up as she tried to indicate to her friend that she should take the hint and pretend to be so not into it. If she was so not into it, maybe they could pawn Matt off on someone else and go back to playing ameture sleuth together. "Sorry I dragged you into this. Against your will?"

"Iiiiis she good with women?" He flexed to pull his arms together, to put Raine and Cait back to their snuggle.

Returning the hug back, her friend always knew exactly what she needed to calm down and right now a hug was definitely it. Now if they could just find out what was causing this weirdness and see if they could actually do anything to stop it. "Thanks dear, I needed that."

Of course their conversation got interrupted, he'd been on the dance floor so an impatient waiting was even shorter for where they were. Matt was clearly past a decent limit and his wandering hands were starting to get annoying. Sure, she liked having fun but this one didn't know where the limits were, or how to act properly. God he really was just a kid.

"Yeah, honestly Matt I was just doing Raine a favour. No hard feelings?" There, not too harsh a let down right?

OK, this was going to far, her was annoying her now, not just the whininess before but this weird leering and mild use of force was way too far. Removing his hand not so gently before it manged to get too low, she gave him the standard 'back off' look a girl had to perfect in clubs. "Me and Raine are friends, nothing more but even she has a better chance with me than you do right now. Whatever you thinks going to happen, isn't so let go, find some other poor girl to annoy and leave us to our talk."

"Wow, way to be a tease. No wonder you're in the get up if you've got the b----- attitude to go with it." Did he just want to dig a his own grave because this was really not the time. Stuff was already getting her freaked and now this guy was being a right ass. "You can leave if you want then, I'm sure Raine would be more than happy to keep me company."

God save her from petty children and their wounded prides, her eyes rolled so hard they nearly turned in on themselves.

Sharing a long suffering look with the smaller woman with her, this was Raines game to play, her friends to edge around. Cait was fine being the bad guy, chances are she;d never see the lot of them again. Which would be way too soon.

Except that bearlike man, not only was he a catch and a half but Rainebow? That was the best name ever.

She'd started to pull back her hand to give Matt the slap he deserved, but hesitated.

On one hand, nobody talked to Cait that way.

On the other hand, he was in her classes. He wasn't king of the pile, but he was often the lead romantic interest when they did castings. It wasn't like he wasn't handsome. It was his attitude that perpetually sucked. And that attitude could come back around to bite Raine for the rest of her college career if she slapped him for calling them out on using him.

Because that's what they'd done. They'd used him to scope out the area.

She hesitated too long. The moment was gone, insult delivered, and Raine piled on the guilt when she exchanged glances with Cait.

She had gotten herself into this. It was time to get herself out.

Raine pecked Matt on the cheek and held up two fingers mouthing the words 'two seconds' as she pulled away from him and tippie-toed up to whisper into Cait's ear.

"Please don't hate me, but I have to play nice with this guy. Can you look around for whoever is making the time stuff happen? Or is the night a bust? Did I ruin it?" She chewed her lip, but there wasn't a whole lot of time to get a great answer. "Meet in front. One hour."

She was sure she could get rid of him and have him think she hadn't in that time span.

Letting Cait pull her away and listening hard to hear what she said, the girl had nothing to worry about. She could understand all the stupid social politics that went on at college. It was like high school turned up to eleven, with all the stupid sororities and frats to deal with it was a wonder anyone got any actual work done.

"Don't worry love, I know how the games played." While her friend played damage control, she would have a little snooping time to get to the bottom of all this weird time stuff. Being active was going to help keep her mind of how terrifying this whole situation really was. So, she did the logical thing and made a mental list of everything she knew, as well as the things she needed to find out.

She knew were part of it was, it's general speed and size. She also knew it wasn't some kind of spiked drink. So, she had to try to find who, or what, was causing this to happen. Aim for a person first, that was easy just a quick conversation and a few quiet words to tell the offending party to cut it the hell out. That she could deal with. Time enough later to consider the problems if this wasn't being caused by a mutants power.

Heading upstairs first, it didn't actually look like they'd been affected much. They were about at the point in the movie she'd have expected from her own general reckoning of the 'real' time. Asking a couple of people for the time confirmed that the room was at least consistent, and different from her own phones clock.

Good, she was making progress. It seemed like it was restricted to the main room dance floor. If it was a person, that's where they'd be. Now her only issue, how on earth could she find a single active mutant in the middle of a bunch of people having a good time, worse did their maybe mystery cause even know they were doing it?

She'd not learnt all those sneaky and stalker skills from the X's for nothing, time to do some good old fashioned snooping. Who knows, it might actually turn something up.