"Hey, wheels, you want me to move a chair for you?"

So asks Noriko--a fellow mutant, even if she doesn't recognize Charles from Adam's off ox--who is sitting at the bar with a slim screwdriver, putting her bright blue hair up into a twist as a more academically-centered girl might with a pencil.

It's not entirely obvious that she's a mutant, though, until you get to those metal gloves on her arms.