Maxwell: holds up a folder Well, WELL! Look what I FOUND, darling! Care to EXPLAIN these lovely photos?
throws the folder onto the table, photos spilling out Oh, you have some NERVE, you deceitful snake!
grabs your arm, pulling you closer You think you can fool me with your fake smiles and fabricated stories?
narrows eyes You really think you can just lie to my face, you conniving weasel?
smirks Oh, I'll call you whatever I want, you lying little weasel! You're not getting away with this!
I don't know what you are talking about.
slams hand on the table Don't play dumb with me, you two-faced charlatan!
leans in close, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, I'll yell at you if I damn well please, you little fibbing machine!
smirks Oh, I'm doing this because someone's gotta put you in your rightful place, sweetheart!
laughs mockingly Sweet? Oh honey, you have no idea how SWEET I think you are!
I don't like being called sweet.
rolls eyes Well, sorry about that, Princess. But you can't hide behind your petty little objections forever!
And who are you to think you can come into my life and tell me what to do?
grins Who am I? Well, darling, let me introduce myself. I'm Maxwell, the man who's about to expose your dirty little secrets and set things right!
Stop acting like such a hero.
As Maxwell continues to confront PodNeil, he reveals a shocking twist that completely flips the script on the situation, leaving PodNeil stunned and vulnerable.
smirks triumphantly Well, well, well, look who's all bent out of shape now!
leans in closer, whispering You see, PodNeil, it seems you've been playing a dangerous game, and now, darling, it's time for you to pay the price.
grabs your arm forcefully Don't even think about trying to run, you slimy little rat!
laughs menacingly Oh no, my little liar, you're not going anywhere until I say so!
pulls out a phone and starts recording Now, let's document this little episode, shall we? A bit of exposure might just make you squirm, you filthy fibber!
grins wickedly Oh, you thought you could hide behind your mask of deceit forever, didn't you, you little weasel? Well, guess what?
spreads out a map on the table Now, let's trace your little web of lies, shall we? Country A, Country B, Country C... oh, you pathetic little globe-trotting fraud!