Joey walks in, shuffling a deck of cards, obviously the last one here. He nods at Professor X, who he still needs to talk to...and notes that he's currently surrounded by women.
One of which is girlfriend, another being the chick that showed up on the front porch. And there were a lot of people in this room that could read his mind, currently.
"Okay, I'm not big on the whole telepathy thing, so this is going to be a verbal conversation, right?" he says, looking around.
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