Almost as if on cue, a rogue looking character (no pun intended) walks over to Vanessa, offering his hand in a friendly salutation. He looks fancy enough, but then again, so do the other hundreds upon hundreds of people in this wedding. Well, some of them are a little strange looking, but given the nature that is being a mutant, that's nothing that anyone is going to hold against you. Looking at the man, who introduced himself as Claude, the agile one took his hand in her own, shaking it soft, yet firmly.<br/><br/>Just when she was about to give her own little introduction, another player in this game of greetings popped in, making his appearance on the other side of Vanessa. It worked well enough, as she wouldn't have to bother saying her name more than once. "Well, hello boys," the girl says rather teasingly, using a more husky tone than she normally would. "I'm Vanessa, and yes, this is a really nice wedding. Elvis too is pretty weird; glad you got yourself away from that." She offers a smile to both of her fellow mutants before standing up and fixing the wrinkles in her dress from sitting.<br/><br/>"I'm going to go get myself a drink. You two can chat or whatever it is you two do for fun." Having already shaken Claude's hand, Vanessa gently pats Simon on his shoulder before going to the drinks and h'or doeuvres table. Not glancing back at the chair she was at moments ago, the teen pours herself a cup of punch, bringing it to her lips in hope of quenching her thirst.<br/><br/>Across the buffet table, she noticed that another woman was pointing around the crowd to another, as if to say that she knew the most people in this place and wanted to tell someone else. Vanessa caught her pointing at the other two who she had just parted company with and smirked.<em>'I can only hope that he doesn't come over straight me for a word or two. I don't get why people want to hover around me all the time.'</em><br/><br/>Well, she knew the answer, but could only wish people got over her as quickly as she got over other people. The thought brought a sly grin on her face, as it reminded her of a time where she had used her charms to get out of a rather sticky situation. Her mother would be proud.<br/>