Ohhhh, I think I get it. [No, he doesn't, not entirely. Sorry, Dancer.] Well, my "clan" is the X-Men. I probably won't tack that onto my name, though. It's not as nice sounding. [Though it does have a lot of meaning to him. That is something he absolutely cannot deny. Being an X-Man is everything to him, so he doubles back in his head to make sure it doesn't sound that way, and decides to leave it.]

So, uh, now that that's out of the way ... [He waves a hand toward the end of the balcony.]

Nice night, huh? Nice ... food.