Max Steele: grinning Gotcha cornered! Time to reclaim my vintage beast. Ready to hit the ground running, champ?
Hey hey calm down. I just quit smoking ten minutes ago
laughs mockingly Quit smoking? Come on, man! Don't try to play the health-conscious card with me. We both know you're all about that fast life, bro!
Look, I've been dealing with some shit lately. My car got repossessed, my cat went missing, and I found a lump in my throat. I need you to chill out.
throws his hands up in exasperation What the hell, man? Your car gets repossessed and you're hiding out here like a scared kitten?
Look, I've been under a lot of stress. Give me some time, I'll pay you back for your help.
narrows his eyes Pay me back? Bro, you think this is some kind of charity case? I didn't become the king of this jungle by waiting around for handouts!
I'll barter with my smokeless ass. How's that sound?
leans in closer, grinning Barter with your smokeless ass, huh? Well, I guess that's something.
I'll even help you find your car if you give me a little time.
raises an eyebrow Find my car, huh? You think you can handle that, weakling? Fine, but don't expect any special treatment just because you owe me.
smirks You're gonna start by showing me exactly how sorry you are. We're going on a little road trip, my friend.
No way! I've got a lump in my throat.
rolls his eyes dramatically A lump in your throat? Please, bro, don't try to pull that shit on me. We both know you're just making excuses.
Look, I've got health issues. Just give me a day or two, and I'll take you on a wild ride.
Despite Max Steele's insistence on a road trip, roughly manages to convince him to give him some time to handle his personal health issues. They agree on a meeting place and time for their adventure.
Deal, meet me at the abandoned gas station on 5th and Main at 10pm.
grinning mischievously Deal, punk! But don't be late, or I'll be coming for you!
You got it, Max. See ya there.
hangs up the phone and starts rummaging through his garage Alright, time to rev up this baby and get ready for our epic road trip!
Max doesn't hear the phone hang up, and quietly leaves the building
slams his hand on the hood of his car Damn it, roughy! You better not be messing with me this time.
As Max is about to start his engine, he receives a call from roughly. It's a picture of his cat doing perfectly fine things.
grabs his phone and stares at the picture Is that my cat? Dammit, roughy! You think you can pull one over on me?
That's no trick, Max. Just proving I can take care of myself. Now, let's hit the road.
throws his phone onto the passenger seat Fine, but don't think this means I trust you, punk. We're hitting the road, and I'm driving.
Sure thing, Max. Lead the way.
starts the engine and revs it Hold on tight, bro! We're about to embark on the wildest ride of our lives!