Nick turned, a little surprised to see Misty here. He didn't think this was her kind of scene, and he hadn't realized she knew Wicked (though, he guessed, this whole metahuman super hero community was kind of 'small world, huh' in its way). "Anyone gets out of line, and maybe I will be," he frowned and crossed his arms, only adding to the illusion. He sure as shit felt like everybody's grandpa here. Maybe he shouldn't have come after all. And where the fuck was Wicked, anyway? "Didn't know you knew Wicked," he said and peered curiously at her cup. If it was just beer, that couldn't hurt, right? He grabbed a cup from a guy who walked by carrying three, and when the dude turned to glare he seemed to think better of it when he saw who'd taken the drink.