Yes yes, happy hour. Whatever. I might know, yet. A threat? Maybe. Emma's eyes glanced to Scott when he began to protest what she assumed had been her explanation of their intentions together. So she'd fibbed a bit. He was watching Jean like a hawk now. He was nearly begging her not to make a scene. Oh, this was delicious. When Logan wandered by, then stopped, she couldn't have been more happy.
Emma raised her eyebrows and peered over the back of the couch. "It's completely cozy, Logan. You should join us. I'm sure Jean wouldn't mind having her boyfriend and husband in the same room." Diamond's blue eyes flicked to Jean. "She's an open-minded woman, after all." Before and after Scott had been out of the picture, Jean hadn't been able to wait to rip into Logan. The Phoenix had been completely unfair to Cyclops, and Emma was going to see to it that he knew there were better options for him. Women who were loyal... women who didn't cheat with mountain men... women who didn't murder their husbands.