Remy woke up at who-trains-in-the-morning-really o' clock and slid out of bed to get some coffee, enjoying the quiet of the mansion in the morning. Rather, the lack of breakfast bickering and shoveling food in that happened daily, but who needed specifics. Once the coffee was done and he felt more alert, the next need of the morning drove him outside with lighter in hand. It only took one tangle with Ororo to learn to smoke outside, merci beaucoup.
Ahead of him was Piotr, apparently out for a post-car-crushing stroll or something. So he strolled over to greet him, since pretending he didn't see the walking wall would be ridiculous. "Mornin'," he offered and lit the cigarette, already feeling his fit soothed to be civilized. Looking up, he noticed the sour face attached to Piotr. "Did Kitty trick you into a wall again? She's a devious one, dat girl."