Strange was one word for that encounter, that was for sure. Pyro didn't remember a time he was ever called champ in his entire life. Then the way they reacted to Kitty, that made all the stranger. This place was odd.
"If it was a mutant thing, why you, not mean." Pyro inquired out loud to no one particular. John had seen that look before. Those who were anti-mutant back home looked at him that way. Looked at all mutants that way. Though the difference was, it was directed at Kitty.
John smiled towards Kitty while speaking, "Maybe it's because you're a woman." He joked.
Following her finger point, it was a grocery. Perfect. "Look at that. All I needed was you, my good luck charm." While they were walking over, John continued. "I just can't shake it though. Did you see how they were dressed. Slacks, nice hair cuts, sweater vests." Pyro shuddered at the thought. "They were like all dads coming out of the TV." Taking his Australian accent and shifting it to more British. "Chip chip cheerio, lets sit for some tea." Then he scoffed.
"What fucking dbags."
Walking into the grocery store, Pyro made it two steps before noticing the big thing. All. Women. Every last person he could see was a woman. In fact he knew it immediately when one screamed at him in a blood curdling manner. John grabbed Kitty and pulled them out of the store. "Jesus fuck. This place is ass backwards. Just get in there, get all the beef, condiments, and buns you can." Pyro said annoyed immediately. "Be careful thought. I'll wait here for you." He looked in side, getting evil glares from the women inside. "Try extra careful..." Pyro muttered.