Annmarie froze as she caught a glimpse of the man's golden eyes, as she rushed to stopped the coffee from staining his clothes. It was over in a second but it struck her as being bizarre. When she blinked, they were back to the normal auburn colour she had initially assumed them to be and she found herself wondering whether she had imagined it. The woman he was sat with rushed to help him and Annie headed back to her table sheepishly, handing Anthony the half-full cup of coffee.<br/><br/>"Sorry, I-"<br/><br/>"Spilled it down the guy talking to the woman, grading papers? Yes - I heard," Ant finished, amusedly. Annie rolled her eyes as she hastened to hide her embarrassment. Ant took a sip of the refilled coffee, and looked thoughtful. She was just about to bring up the matter of what she thought she had seen - the guy's eyes changing colour, before her very own - when Ant spoke.<br/><br/>"Annie - see the two guys sat over near the counter?"<br/><br/>She shook her head to herself in wonderment; it never failed to amaze her how Ant always had such an accurate picture of a room by just relying on his hearing, alone. Confirming with a 'yes', she stretched back and took a good look at the pair. She remembered the first one, who had turned the radio up, but she hadn't notice the second enter and regarding him now, she sensed something intimidating and austere about him. They seemed to be talking quietly between themselves.<br/><br/>"Don't stare," Ant warned sharply and she snapped her eyes back down to her own coffee, alarmed, as Ant continued "Care to hazard a guess about what they're talking about?"<br/><br/>"Global warming?" she guessed sarcastically, in an attempt to mask her own unease. Ant sounded a lot more serious than he had five minutes ago and he certainly didn't exaggerate things. If he said something was up, it most definitely was.<br/><br/>Ant, the most interested she'd seen him in a long time, leaned forward as he spoke to her a low, urgent voice.<br/><br/>"Mutants, Annie. They're talking about starting a revolution, I think. One - most likely, both - of them are mutants; it sounds like one's trying to recruit the other. Here, in this very coffee shop."<br/><br/>Annmarie was taken aback and she had to resist the urge to take another look at them. She took another sip of coffee to distract herself, her embarrassment at spilling coffee earlier all but forgotten. As always, Ant seemed in control and thoughtful, unshaken by this mini revelation. A lot of the time, she told him off for eavesdropping (if she couldn't use her number guessing to win the lottery, why should he be able to spy on people?) but since he had little else to do since losing his sight, nowadays she cut him some slack. Besides, they were talking about mutants. Now, that's not something you come across everyday. Her own curiosity was piqued now.