Tanya and Gambit
Tanya was in a bar. Her team had spilt up and were searching for clues to Mouse and Taylor's disappearence.
"Well, well, we meet again, cheri," came a familiar voice.
Tanya looked over.
"Remy, isn't it?" she said.
"Yes," Gambit replied, kissing her hand. "And wha' brings yo here? I don' think yo' 'ere fo' da food."
"You guess correctly, my friend. I'm looking for a couple of... mutual friends you could say. Taylor and Mouse. I believe you met them, well, last time we met."
"Ahh."
"Kidnapped again, by the looks of things," Tanya sighed. "I think I'm going to recommend to the Hansons that we get a premanent bodyguard on those two."
"Might be a good idea," Gambit replied.
"I don't suppose you know anything that could help?"
"Sadly, no, cheri. But fo' a perdy lady I will keep my eyes wide open."
"Thank you."