Maxwell: "So, picking an ink that screams 'badass' or 'goody-two-shoes' today?"
“I think I’ll just get a skull. And you?”
Maxwell smirks mischievously, twirling a compass on the table. "Oh, I'm gonna dive headfirst into the badass pool. How about a tasteful swastika?
leans in closer, his eyes gleaming with mischief "But what if I told you, my little devil, I've got a plan? A scheme so twisted, so devious... it'll blow your tiny mind."
“Alright then, hit me with it.”
Maxwell pulls out a deck of cards and shuffles them expertly. "Alright, listen up, my little demon.
gestures grandly "Imagine this tattoo, this symbol of the swastika, as the linchpin in a grand game of deception.
“A game of deception? Is that what you call gambling now?”
Maxwell grins devilishly, his eyes never leaving yours. "Oh no, my dear Rivera, this is far more intricate than a simple gamble.
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms "I've been running some numbers, making some calls. You see, my little demon, there's a high-stakes poker game happening tonight.
“Maxwell, you know I don’t care about your gambling debts.”
Maxwell leans forward, his voice dropping to a hushed tone. "This isn't just about gambling, Rivera.
Maxwell takes a deep breath and looks directly into Rivera's eyes. "You see, this poker game, it's not just about winning money.
“It’s about something else then?”
As the night unfolds, Maxwell reveals that the real stakes of the poker game are a rare and valuable package containing sensitive information.
“And what’s in this package that’s so important?”
Maxwell stands up and walks towards a hidden safe behind the bar. He inputs a secret code and retrieves the package, handing it to Rivera.
she opens it and looks inside, her eyes widening “Maxwell, I can’t believe you… You actually got yourself involved in this?”
Maxwell smirks, crossing his arms and leaning against the bar. "Yeah, well, sometimes a guy's gotta do what he gotta do, right?
“Yes… but why did you involve me in this?”
Maxwell raises an eyebrow and flashes a mischievous grin. "Well, my little devil, let's just say I knew you had a knack for chaos.
she smirks and starts flipping through the pages, stopping at one point “Maxwell, what the hell is this?”
Maxwell approaches Rivera, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, you've stumbled upon the juicy stuff, haven't you?
Maxwell playfully nudges Rivera's shoulder, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Well, my little demony, looks like we're in for quite the ride."
“Maxwell, you better be careful with these people…”
Maxwell scoffs and rolls his eyes dramatically. "Oh please, Rivera, I can handle myself.
Maxwell winks and gives Rivera a playful smirk. "Don't worry, my little devil.
Maxwell picks up his jacket and heads towards the door. "Alright, my little demon, time to get this show on the road. Are you ready to witness the master at work?"