Sometimes, it was necessary to accept an invitation. Scott had received one asking him to be here, but he wasn't sure as to why. Normally, people blacklisted the X-men, so it was very strange for someone like Iron Fist to call him here.
Mr. Summers stood against the wall, not really talking to anyone. He wished he brought a certain blond telepath, but he didn't have the guts to ask her. Instead, he got to play the part of the wallflower. Watching everyone else laughing and having good time, he sipped a drink with no real motion other than his hand moving to his lips.
The mutant wore a blue dress shirt, buttoned and tucked perfectly, with some slacks. As he scanned the room, it was noticed that some people were really dressed up. Others took the approach he did. As he looked, he saw Danny and Fury talking. Scott hadn't seen Fury in some time, but by the news he was pretty busy. Pushing himself off the wall, he began his approach.
After a moment, he was standing beside the two men, looking at them through red lensed glasses. "Mr. Rand...Nice place. Little Crowded." He said with a boyish grin on his face. All he knew of Rand was he was some martial arts guy with a flaming hand. He had only seen him in passing in a few battles or random reports. Rand seemed alright. Almost as if he forgot, he looked to the bald dark man giving a head nod. "Fury..."