He tapped the large man on he shoulder and looked around he did smell something funny in the air. He took a few sniffs. "Ok whatever happen I can tell you this much. It was on us. A mutant for sure." He looked around looking at the people. A few of them are in this club but non ofem did what your pining at tin man." He moved around the crowed he suck out like a sore thumb.
"How are you liking the gig kid? Not like you to be in a place like this. Woulda expected you in a art gallery or somtin." He took a drink from the bar. Mags was still not known about even after the invasion. Could one of his lacky's be doing this? "Is it the same usual crowed?"