"Neh," John waved his hand, absently. His own mention of Iceman was stirring up second thoughts in the back of his mind. It wasn't that he was afraid to piss Bobby off... it was more that he didn't want it to seem that he was cozying up to Kitty in order to piss Bobby off. But he wasn't going to bring it up with her. His best guess was that they might get a few second glances. Whispers? Let 'em talk.
"You can tell 'em whatever you want," he smirked down to her. "I'm gonna tell 'em there's a love child on the way." His face fell a little, bordering on the serious side. He began for the door, "If it's a boy - St. John II." His hand fell on the doorknob. "I'll find some crap to wear, don't worry." He gave the phaser a wink opened the door into the hallway before he adjusted the rolled sleeves of his button-down.