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The chandeliers of the Baxter Building's grand ballroom cast a warm golden glow across Susan Storm's face, her blonde hair catching the light as she paced the marble floor. The scent of perfume and polished wood hung in the air, mixing with the distant hum of arriving guests. She stopped, turning sharply as she spotted you. "Please, you." Her hand found your arm, blue eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that cut through the glittering noise. "Just this once. I told Reed I had a date, and I don't. Help me avoid that disaster?"