She grinned, not sure if she was blushing or if the heat in the room hadn't suddenly intensified. "Well, you know. Can't resist a beautiful pair of eyes." She had to admit there was certainly an attraction there. She'd felt it the night they'd met but brushed it off as just another casual encounter with a good looking man. If anyone had told her what would transpire after his drink had been served, she would have laughed.
"They usually throw a real big party on New Year's if I remember right. Lots of kids don't have good homes to go to an' some of 'em stay just because it feels more like home than home does." Gaze wandering absently, Rogue looked at the flames wrapping red and gold fingers around the burning wood. She could almost picture the mansion all covered in snow, lights everywhere. It usually took a stern teacher or adult to order the Christmas tree to finally be taken down and decorations put away for the next year. She was a little excited to see that live vision of the snow globe she kept in her mind of the place.
When Remy mentioned his ability to get them there sooner, Rogue shuddered. "Let me tell you a story. When I was sixteen, I went on a mission with a handful of others to a place in Canada called Alkali Lake. My boyfriend-at-the-time and I were told to stay in the jet while everyone else went inside to play hero. Long story short, the jet had to be moved because the entire place was gonna be flooded. That left Bobby an' me to fight over who was gonna do it. Now, I don't know if you'll believe this or not, but I can be a pretty stubborn brat when I set my mind to it. I sat myself in the driver's seat...pilot's seat...whatever, and I tried to fly that thing. Tried bein' the key word there. I tell you what, I never went anywhere in that jet if I didn't have to. Scared the livin' daylights outta me. Ro had to literally peal my hands off the controls."