Storm and her date, the Black Panther, flew Gaia and I, as well as several other X-Men, out to California for the world premiere of Deadpool's new television show on Bravo. You can read about his pilot here on his blog. Gaia gave me a bit of the cold shoulder on our flight out. Apparently she found out that I had been intending to ask Emma Frost to attend the premiere with me rather than her. Gaia therefore thinks she's a second fiddle, as it were, and she quite naturally was put out.

The idea had briefly flitted through my head that if I was next to Emma, I would be more likely to get some positive press exposure, which would be rather welcome after the recent debacles involving Jesse Jackson demonstrating outside the mansion as well as my getting scolded on national television by Judge Judy.

My thinking had been that Emma tends to dress . . well . . in eye-catching attire. This would guarantee interest by the press and her picture in the papers. Since I would be next to her, that means I would be in, too. Emma claims that her dress has gotten more conservative since coming to the school, and I must agree that is true. But in this case, conservative is a relative term. I mean let's be honest, she's not Tammy Faye Baker.

My point is, and I suspect that I'm really only making things worse for myself here, that Gaia was not my second choice for an escort. She did look quite stunning in the outfit she selected, and the paparazzi were quite interested in her.

In addition to getting the cold shoulder from Gaia, Emma was also along for the outing. Naturally she was feeling rather ill disposed towards me as she thinks I had passed her up. She chose instead to make it a threesome with Scott and Jean. It's always risky putting Jean into a crowd but I really wasn't in a position to argue. As it was, I had managed to offend most of the party.

I plan to keep my head down for the rest of the evening. I'll let you know how it turns out when I get back to Westchester.