Meet Mae At A Club

On second thought, the Invisible Woman said to herself. Maybe it would be better if I invited Mae to meet me somewhere? Not here, not at her home or place of business. A club, bar, or restaurant. Something nice and social. Neutral ground. Get reacquainted somewhere the paparazzi won't follow.

Sue wrote down the number of Mae's studio. On the street a few minutes later, she bought a burner phone from a small shop. Tapped the number in and offered a silent prayer.

It took some time for Susan Storm to talk her way past Mae's receptionist. Sue's heart pounded the whole time, as she worked over what to say in her head. How she was going to ask Mae to meet with her.

Then a voice from the past came over the line.

"Hey babe," Mae said.

"Hey Mae," Sue said back. "Or should I call you Tess now?"

Then they were off. Like they hadn't seen each other for a weekend. As if the intervening years had been nothing at all. They had a lot to catch up on. Sue got married. Mae's modeling career had gone into features, and after doing that for a few years she'd had enough capital and contacts to start her own business. The Fantastic Four had saved the planet. Mae had slept with Wolverine.

"You didn't!" Sue said in a whisper.

"Babe, who hasn't?" Mae chuckled. "No one ever tells you about the fourth claw! Burst right through the condom."

In the middle of the street, the Invisible Woman held her hand to her mouth and tried not to howl with laughter. Not just because of the way she put it, but because of what she'd heard from some of the other women who had slept with Wolverine. It was no wonder he had so many kids.

Then Mae shifted from anecdotes about the past to a question of right here and now.

"We need face-to-face time. Can I meet you somewhere?"

"I was just about to ask you that!" Sue said, elated she didn't have to broach the subject first.

"There's a new club I'm part-owner of? We're doing a quiet open before the big official one. Can you meet me there this afternoon?"

"Absolutely," Sue said. "I mean, as long as Galactus doesn't attack or something."

"Great. It's called The Vanishing Point. Here's the address..."

Sue paused beside a building to scrabble down the address. It was the other side of Manhattan. She'd need to hop a subway, maybe a cab...or just float herself there on an invisible forcefield. She rather doubted the place would have parking for the Fantasticar, even if she dared take it.

"Oh, and babe?" Mae said, right before she hung off. "Wear something..."