"Nice to be formally acquainted, Simon." Martin says.<br/><br/>It was true.  They were on the same team, but Martin was new and they never really had spent much time together, short of what was needed on a mission.  But that was work.<br/><br/>"Luck?" Martin chuckled, "No, I haven't had any luck today.  But I have been talking to Ms. Powers and Gwen."<br/><br/>Martin felt like he wasn't being entirely dishonest, but couldn't help to realize how his words may be misconstrued by someone who was looking for something specific.  Like his interest in women; which simply didn't exist.  Maybe Simon was an alright guy that he could open up to... eventually.<br/><br/>"Well, it's alright if you don't find a lady tonight I guess.  I mean, the tabloid at the supermarket claimed you were with [insert popular celebrity of the day].  So apparently you're not doing too bad." Martin jested.<br/><br/>Martin listened to the band play.  They were pretty good, as far as wedding bands go.  It made him slightly jealous of his mother's ability to take such sound and store the energy for later use.  He formed what appeared to be two interlocking wedding rings in front of him.  He didn't put too much thought into it, so they were clearly light constructs to anyone who knew his power.<br/><br/>"Let's hope things go smoothly here." Martin said under his breath.<br/><br/>