Snorting at Jean-Paul's personal introduction Tabby leaned onto the counter and mimicked his stance. "Tabby Smith; Bomb maker, computer whiz. X-man, and bucket o sunshine. Fly-boy is usually not so fail. Don't hold the grilled cheese against him. Nice to meet you sweetie and late welcome to Mutant High."
She too was noticing the man's looks-but he was just a bit too angelic for her tastes. Not that she'd let Jean-Paul know that just yet. Big old flirt that he was, it served to give the guy a little competition now and then. Well if she was competition, if not? She was well up for some mischeif matchmaking.