|[Rogue flies over to where Remy is about to enter the boathouse.]
Rogue: You got a heckuva deathwish, Remy.
Remy: Or’n incredible sense of style.
Remy: … How mad you t’ink that made ‘im, Rogue?
Rogue: He can cope. The same way you do?
Remy: Copin’ is the 24-7 of my life, chere.
Rogue: An’ here I was hopin’ for an angst-free day. This Gavin … Old drinkin’ buddies usually don’t have codenames.
Remy: Worried, Rogue … or suspicious?
Rogue: Maybe both.
Remy: (walking into the boathouse) An’ here I was hopin’ for a guilt-free day. Ah, well … tomorrow’s another day.
[Elysian Enterprises (the people from the temple in China) arrange clearance for a convoy through Croatia.]
[Rogue lies sleeping in her bedroom. Remy enters and watches her.]
A touch. So little to ask for. So much to expect. Does he still love her? How can he ever tell her the truth … when so much of him has always been a lie?
[Rogue wakes up to the sounds of vehicle revving outside.]
Rogue: Remy ?
[Remy attacks the convoy being protected by X-Cutioner and three others to steal the cargo for New Son. X-Cutioner incapacitates Remy with some sort of green goo. Remy tells X-Cutioner that the cargo is too dangerous for Elysian Enterprises or his own employer to have so he planned on not letting anyone have it. He then charges his gum and spits it at X-Cutioner, who is blown out of the transport truck. However, Remy is still incapacitated in a driverless truck that’s about to go over a cliff. Rogue flies in and lifts Remy to safety. The truck explodes.]
Remy: Don’t tell me Both won out in the end?
Rogue: Where you’re concerned, boy, can you blame me?
Remy: Considerin’ my lil’ predicament, I’d have t’ say no.
Rogue: “Thanks for the save, Rogue.”
Remy: Don’ mention it, chere.
[On a rocky hilltop, Remy smokes as Rogue looks off into the distance.]
Rogue: Croatia, huh? You show a girl all the sights.
Remy: We do have fun dates, don’ we?
Rogue: Why’d you come alone, Gumbo?
Remy: Basic math, chere. Info came from a less than reputable source. Elysian is a legit company doin’ legit business. Didn’ wanna dirty the X-Men’s hands.
Rogue: Oh. Cool. So … [Rogue takes Remy hand] you gonna fly back commecial … or would you rather go first class?
[Jake, dressed in a three-piece suit and trenchcoat, walks up a long series of outdoor steps. Several steps up stands Fontanelle .]
Jake: What? Oh … h-e-double hockey sticks. You interrupted a great dream.
Fontanelle: [touching a passing faceless person, whose faces begins to change]Set in Washington D.C.? Lewinsky?
Jake: Uhm… appropriations committee hearings.
Fontanelle: [speaking to the formerly faceless man who has turned into another Jake] You’re a strange man, Jacob Jr. How unhappy is the new son over his Cajun recruit’s actions?
Jake [the second]: You tell me, Fonty I already got Gambit’s next assignment. He has to steal something from the X-Men!
End Interlude 2