She sighed a rather troubled sigh as she dumped a healthy dose of creamer into her chai, giving it a quick swirl with the wrong end of a shallow spoon before abandoning the silverware on the table's edge. How long was this X-Men thing going to bite her in the ass?

"Neither. Though apparently it's a topic of many potentially bruised feelings, in this place. I'm not talking about evolution or accident -- nor am I talking about why the flipping heck either of those two examples should be here in town -- but I am talking about design. Malevolent design."