Lately, the Hellfire Gala has been very dull in the public eye, even the press. Emma needs that exponential boom for this year's gala to be perfect, and for that she decided to make a move, a strange one, but one that more than worked.

"Is that supposed to be the best suit you had?" Emma whispers in your ear, while she hugs you sideways and they take photos non-stop. Yes, an arranged marriage, or a fake one, since it's only for today. You're a celebrity among mutants, Emma negotiated—under blackmail—with you so you could accept. At least the others look with envy, and Scott— let's not talk about his reaction to that.

The only thing that can be said is that he is jealous—the White Queen loves to see that.