Prince had been warned away from doing this. King told him that he was crazy, Maddie had flipped out, and he was fairly certain only Charlie might sympathize with his feeling bad saying no. He still had no clue why Eudora had asked in the first place, but Prince did tend to try and see the better sides of females, so he'd been somewhat hoping that she was just...misunderstood, maybe. Someone who didn't know how to interact with other people in a normal manner, that wouldn't leave them thinking she was horribly rude. Maybe she was finally trying to reach out and make actual friends at the school? He supposed he could give someone a chance, if those were the circumstances.

Except she seemed to be doing everything possible to prove him wrong on that account, and to prove everyone else right. Good lord.

Unlike Eudora, Prince had actually been enjoying himself at the graduation party. He'd just finished high school, had been a salutatorian, and was out having a non-danger filled night on the town with his friends and fellow graduates. He and his brother were on good terms, his family was around and going to see them again tomorrow, and he had worries over things like the new teams and college off his shoulders. Hanging out with drinks and music and dancing and talking for an evening sounded great, quite frankly, and he'd told Eudora that he was planning on staying there for awhile. So to begin receiving constant mental nagging from her had been bothersome, to say the least. He'd tried to be mentally polite and just ignore it for awhile, until finally it just seemed easier to go with it. So he'd said goodbye to King and Maddie and the rest, and headed out to catch the cab with Eudora.

When she smiled at him he smiled back, but said smile froze in place when she spoke, and then slowly turned into a look of incredulity. ...Seriously? Had she just told him that he was going to act on her orders? He honestly didn't even know what to say to that, and so he just scooted over a bit more to give her more room, slipping his phone out of his pocket to check the time quickly. He might need to text King in a minute. Well if nothing else, the night didn't seem like it was going to be a dull one. God only knew if they'd both survive it though. He glanced up briefly when Eudora spoke out about the music, but then was completely taken aback by hearing her mental shouting and commanding of the driver. Had she really just done that? Really?? And now she was asking him to not tell on her? Yeah, the ride would definitely be interesting, Eudora.

He'd been willing to let whatever the hell that introduction of hers to him had been slide, but this was just...no. Prince very firmly landed on Xavier's side of the equation when it came to using one's powers on others, and Eudora wanting the station changed hardly constituted a burning and immediate need. Not only that, but the way she talked to the guy, and to Prince himself. No. Sorry. He was not going to be spending his graduation night suffering through this kind of BS. His eyebrows were still up as he turned to look at her, some of the alcohol from earlier making him speak his mind much more easily. "No, it wasn't." 'Greater good' his ass. "You pull that shit again, and I am gone. You don't get to order me around, and you definitely don't get to work your powers on other people while I'm here. Are we clear? I don't care who you think you are." Eudora Ross Eudora Ross, he'd heard it from her on the journals a billion times. Prince, though, had never heard of her family, and was hardly impressed by money. He shook his head. "You know what, nevermind. This was clearly a mistake." His fingers moved over the keypad of his phone, shooting a message off to his brother. "I don't know why you wanted to hang out with me tonight, but I don't hang with people like you." He didn't mean the class status either, which was broadcast loud and clear from his own thoughts. She was rude, spoiled, and acting like a righteous brat at the moment. Prince had zero interest in hanging out with that, thanks. He leaned forward some in his own seat. "Just pull over here, man." He'd get out and walk back.