Mick. Just like there were things she said that he didn't understand, there were numerous things he'd mentioned that she hadn't caught. It was Erik to her rescue again, explaining that it was a term for Irish people, and that it wasn't taken very well in modern times, as was the case with most ethnic terms. She made a mental note to mention it to him later; doing it now might make things awkward or uncomfortable for him, and that was the last thing she wanted for his birthday.

Rogue noticed the way Steve seemed a little distracted, and she saw where his eyes had landed. She couldn't stop the smile at his reactions, and she leaned in to nudge him with her shoulder. "Adorable," she insisted, then giggled and picked up a plate that she started filling with food. Well, 'filling' wasn't entirely accurate - all of her portions were smaller than she'd like, but even after three months, she hadn't quite gotten her appetite back to where it had been before.