All Wanda had received was an email. There was a chance it could be a trap - just like Mystique posing as her brother. However...The Nocturne Bar was a public place, and this was her only lead. She had to try. After all, Wanda had to be careful who she told what to now, and she didn't want to spread word around about where she was staying in case it was Mystique again.
The young mutant woman had gotten dressed up in her signature colour and made her way into The Nocturne. For the most part, she kept to herself, and kept her eyes peeled in search of her brother. If nothing else, his hair was a distinctive enough colour that she'd spot him easily if he was here.