He pursed his lips.
"I'm sorry. I can't tell you. It's for your safety." Maverick said apologetically.
"Don't tell me that you were part of the Mafia?"
He chuckled and patted her head.
"Don't get your hopes high." He smirked.
"It will be cool." Stacey's mind started swirling. "Now I got the image in my head. I'll speak to Victoria about it. This could be a big hit of money!"
"What are you talking about?" He asked.
"It's webcom, creation. Then, Victoria would write, while I'll illustrate." She winked.
"Wow, that's nice." Maverick complimented. "I only saw your doodle. Can I see your other works?"
Her lips turned into a grin and she laughed.
"What?" Maverick asked and was curious about what makes her laugh.
"Don't say anything about my work after you saw it."
"You are making comics right?"
She nodded at him.
"But sometimes, comics are gore and lots of r-18."
