Jean wandered to the open window, pushing aside the screen and leaping out. It was easy for her to catch her lethal frame with her mind and she flew the few paces to the gate, landing lightly beside him. Though he had helped her out in New Orleans, there was still a part of her that didn't entirely trust him...maybe after today he would gain admittance into the mansion, but first she had to see what exactly he wanted.
No one ever came just to see a girl...especially her. Most came for the Professor or Rogue or Lorna, unless it was her parents. "Hey...sorry about the gates." She flushed lightly, looking a way...as if it was her fault the gates were there in the first place.