"Neither do I." PIetro looked over at a young girl who was staring at the statue, then back at the two of them. "Give me a second."

He walked over to her, smiling. "Good afternoon."

The girl jumped, blushing. "Mister Maximoff... I didn't realize you were here."

You were staring at me... you were well aware "So, what do you think of the statue?"

She blushed. "Well, I didn't realize that you and your friend were that open in your relationship."

Pietro's eyes widened. "What?"

"Well, you two look like a great couple, but I don't see why you felt the need to decorate the mansion to that fact." She shrugged. "I didn't even think you were that way, seeing you have a wife and daughter."

"Ok... I have to ask... what does these statues look like to you? When I look at them, I see Emma Frost."

"That's not Ms. Frost," she stated. "It's you and your friend making out."

Pietro's face paled to match his hair. "I'll be right back."

He went back to Mike. "It's Emma." he tossed the statue to Mike, and felt a very strong need suddenly to shower.