Sinister waited until after he heard the sound of the door opening and Gambit's steps retreating before letting the screen flicker to an old, brown picture. A couple danced at the center of it. The man with slicked back hair and a tiny black diamond painted on his forehead, dressed in slim suit. The woman in a off the shoulder gown. They smiled broadly, eyes only for each other.
The scientist's hand lifted and the picture zoomed in on the woman's face, letting his fingers graze over the pale cheek, mind drifting back to that night in the Hollywood hills. All those wonderful nights.