The petite redhead was dodging in and out of the crowd, gleaming smile on her lips and green eyes flashing as the camara bulbs went off. Silky champagne dress fell around her hips, moving with every adjustment of her hips and legs across the carpet. She was too young to drink, but how could she miss up a chance to represent the X-Men and her Professor.
"Yes, always", she answered the question with grace and elegance not known for someone so young, but Jean had always been mature for her age. Finding a quiet spot against the wall, the teen wrapped her arms around herself.