Before Professor Xavier could argue, Luke ended the call.
Professor Xavier stared at his phone, dumbfounded.
Then he let out a dry laugh.
"...That little bastard tricked me."
Still, after tapping his desk a few times, he sighed and made another call.
"Get the Three-Step Pagoda ready for Marissa Jones," he instructed the facility manager.
"Duration?"
Professor Xavier sighed again.
"One month."
Marissa was sitting on the balcony, dressed in tight black yoga attire, her slender yet curvy figure accentuated as she stretched gracefully.
Luke watched her, arms crossed, his expression pleased.
"You look happy," she noted, glancing over her shoulder.
"Nothing much," Luke replied, grinning smugly. "Just tricked Professor Xavier into giving you one month in the Three-Step Pagoda."
Marissa froze mid-stretch.
"...ONE MONTH?"
Luke nodded.
"That's… a ridiculous amount of time!"