Okay. This was getting creepy. The grin was positively manic, and her bouncy, giddy approach was so out of character that Peter was on alert. After her 'hints', it was far too easy to see who she had met. The man brazen enough to leave his calling card for everyone to see.
"You met the Joker," he said. That was when she lunged, and Peter threw himself backwards, pulling his arms back. Perfect time to work out in a tank top, wasn't it? Just when the power-stealer decided to cop a feel.
But this wasn't Rogue. It was that maniac, inside her head. She wouldn't have control over herself if the clown had forced contact on her. "Rogue, listen to me. This isn't you. You're stronger than him. You control yourself."