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The Montreal, Quebec, Canada, the main airport's exit. An hour ago, a passenger jet

touched down upon its soil. It arrived from Japan

and was the first half of two flights they needed to take to reach New York, to reach home.

However, the flight to JFK Airport does not leave for another 13 hours, and so the collection

of mutants known to the world as the X-Men,

now find themselves with time on their hands and very little money to spare.

Well, after the flight, the rest of Shiro's money comes to exactly 10 Canadian dollars and

two cents, once exchanged.

Great. We have time for sightseeing. That doesn't cost anything. Good idea. I will join you.

You go on ahead, Elf. I'm going to check my bank. I haven't looked at it since I moved in with you lot.

I got a lot of leftover pay tied up in there if the kindly folks at Alpha

Base didn't have it frozen when I left. I for one want some breakfast. That inflate

meal was worse than ration packs. I'll come with you, just in case your pals are as bad

as you said. All right, I'll go see if I can use a payphone and get in touch with the

professor again. Storm, you going with them?

I shall come with you, Cyclops.

It is best that none of us travels alone.

All right, meet back here in six hours no longer.

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