Logan was still grinning and snickering to himself on the way to the bar after catching the bit about him taking too damn long making Karr.
Once he got back, he answered the thought he'd left hanging. "Ain't no setup, boy. I already told you yer gonna hate it. Drink yer beer and don't say a word," he warned. "Yer joining my team. You know, the one with the weather witch," he said meaningfully.
He wanted Karr to join the X-men. The better to keep an eye on the volatile kid, he figured. At worst, if he absolutely refused, he'd toss him in with the Acolytes. He approved of Alex's training style, and they were a man short anyway. "And don't worry. No face paint. Although ya better not let James hear you say that, or you're on yer own," he said regarding the face paint comment.