Much as the prospect of spending a weekend as a pony or an angry cowboy appeals, I think I might have to pass on that one for a while. Besides, the X-Men will probably want to put me to work right away.

Doing... something or other. Jono had no idea what, exactly. Just that it had warranted a damaged coffee table and a lecture about responsibility. So it had to be important. Right.

With the time difference, I don't know how much time I can afford to spend away. But Xavier shouldn't have any problem with you visiting. He is the one with the grand vision of peace between humans and mutants, after all.