For Simon Velvet, the wedding had the potential to be rather boring in comparison to what he was used to. Of course, what he was used to was streams of lights and Elvis as far as the eye could see. Instead he was seeing pastel grounds of old fashioned wedding set-ups that was all rather bland and boring for him.<br/><br/>Of course, Mr. Fixit was used to Vegas and all that it entailed, no real blaming them. Present because he did still have a soft spot for the school- the handsome man did make the best of things. He did hear a buddy suggest that maybe there was something in mutant genetics that made them more attractive on average- and ever the entertainer the Vegas bouncer tried a few tricks of his own.<br/><br/>"<strong>Alright, when I show you a black card, say 'smoke'. When I show you a red card, say 'fire'.</strong>" he instructs the young lady he was trying to impress. A little stage magic from the Seigmand and Roy Institute- his other proud Alma Mater. It was like MIT, but for preformance magic instead of technology.<br/><br/>Heh, he almost hoped it wouldn't start for a while yet.