"I can help with that," said Mackenzie with a nod, the gears in her mind beginning to turn. "Though, you'll have to tell me what kind of support you're looking for specifically. I can defininitely provide some of the legal arguments I've used in my cases, with regards to constitutional rights, past legal precedents, and so on. I'm famous enough that my support of that candidate will probably do wonders for his or her career."
Finishing her cigarette, she dropped it to the pavement, stepped on it, and twisted her foot over it to ensure that it had been put out. She didn't like the way Magneto was circling her - it reminded her a bit too much of either a predator or someone examining something particularly fascinating. The young lawyer rested a hand on her hip.
"I'm too young to put anywhere but in Congress," she added. "So while I was eventually thinking of running for office, I'm not a good person to try putting there now. I recommend a caucasian male in his late thirties with a spotless reputation, if you can find one."
With a wry grin, she concluded with, "I can also tell you the exact things that will completely destroy a politician's career. If you're trying the legal route, you'll want to get rid of the support that the strongest anti-mutant politicians have."