Having already downed half a glass of wine, Gwen quickly downed the rest while sighing mentally.<em>I knew this would happen. I wish it wouldn't. Maybe if I had been born with stealthy powers...</em>Putting on her client smile, she nodded at the approaching woman respectfully. "It's been a long time, Miss Powers," she replied out of uncharacteristic habit.  "I've been... making myself useful. I'm sure you've seen me in the news now and then." It was a fair guess; Singe was a household name when it came to mercenary activities, including work for the military. Recently she had been used as an example in an ongoing government ethics debate concerning the activities of PMCs.<br/><br/>"You haven't aged a day," she continued, politely. It was largely true, after all - most mutants had the benefit of graceful aging, for whatever providential reason.