"Actually, Mulitple Man probably could be," Brooke said off-handedly. "And Rachel, if she'd ever use the Phoenix to its full potential." And then, she redirected her full attention back to Alisa and smiled. "You might not want to be an enemy, but as far as these people are concerned, darling, you are one. As far as your story is concerned, I still don't entirely believe that you aren't under Alice's thrall somehow, and that you're not going to stab us all in the back when we least expect it. But the Institute is all about giving everyone a chance, and I suppose that extends to you as well." She beckoned Alisa down the corridor that would take her to Rachel's office, a path that Brooke knew all too well. "But let's get one thing clear. You carnally warmed a bed with something as disgusting, pretentious, and pompous as Alistaire Shaw. You and I? We'll never be friends. Even if you are now dating that model boy from the Freaktastic Four."