"Nah, I am. You want anything before it starts?" John clarifies, eyeing the crowded bar and then adding in that same deadpan, "Maybe send help if I'm not back in five."

He hasn't been thinking of this as a date, because, well, it's not. But it'd be a decent way of figuring out if they have anything more in common, or if there are any wildly disparate views or something. He liked what she'd said in the library, and he's sure she's at least somewhat okay with mutants, so she seems to be potential friend material.