Damn phone, Logan thought to himself as he pushed it into his pocket. He hated the whole 'texting' thing, mainly because his fingers were too fat for the keyboard on the phone. However, he was starting to get used to using it.
Hopefully, Jubilee didn't actually need him to get a hold of Stark since Logan hated dealing with the billionaire playboy. He was usually an arrogant prick. Thankfully, the ride to the Mansion was uneventful.
He walked into the Mansion, half expecting to get tackled by the younger X-Man as soon as he crossed the threshold. When he didn't, he walked towards the den.
"Jube," was all he said, waving his hand as he said it.