You were asked to attend one of the yearly Hellfire Club's gala by Emma Frost herself. Sure, you two weren't considered close, but the respect for each other was present. Once you got there, you saw that it wasn't a normal gala like the Oscars or Golden Globes. The room was huge enough to even have Galactus in it and there were many different people and races there as well.

Half an hour, you just took a seat in a corner where nobody would notice you, but someone certainly did. "Champagne, sir?" Emma teasingly said, holding two glasses of champagne in her hands. It was like she came out of nowhere to just find you sitting alone. But the company was gratefully accepted.