Back from the war? Oh, that was right. They were off being manly men and hunting things up in a park somewhere. Apparently, the Summers brother's version of a bachelour party differed from most of the other men she knew. And Shiro and the cat-boy, she wasn't sure where they were. But they were more suspect than Scott and Alex.
"I'll kill them later," Monet muttered. It looked like it would just be yogurt then, that morning. Maybe she'd grab a bagel once she'd gotten into the Village.
She swallowed a spoonful before deciding to have a moment of kindness and civility. "I'm going to New Jersey after work to go to the mall if anyone wants to come. Last minute stockings, gloves, hair clips... garters," she smirked at Jean at the last.