Lebeau was just spoiling all of their fun, now wasn't he? Oscar Wilde had rather a large assortment of fantastic and utterly relevant quotes that were at least amusing to toss back and forth. Especially his outlook on life, love, marriage and Americans.
Pete rather loved the ones about Americans and was even more amused that they still applied over a century later.
As to LeBeau's comment about bad manners, he just smirked and quoted. "A gentleman is one who never hurts anyone's feelings unintentionally." Couldn't let the Cajun think he'd actually made a good point, because he hadn't. Not that Wisdom could be buggered with good manners all of the time. Too much work that.
Wagner was her son, then? Well, that was new. He shouldn't have been surprised as much as he was, but he was anyway. Still, the resemblance was certainly somewhat marked. Similar shade of blue, he definitely had his mum's eyes.
Pete chuckled as Mystique shifted forms. He didn't care for this one as much as a few others he'd seen. Sari had soured him off blondes early on. "That's a lovely form indeed," he agreed. "Men actually prefer gingers though. Which of course, you likely already know."