Maxwell back hugged her, he placed his head on her shoulder and pouted like a child, "But M, this was your idea, why am I the one being punished?"
"Because you went according to the plan, although you knew that it was going to put you into trouble." Morgana muttered, she pry his hands on her waist open and left the room, leaving Maxwell alone inside.
Maxwell was confused as to why he is being punished, it was her idea, she was the one who came up with the plan but she is, blaming him for it.
"Women, so complicated and hard to please." He muttered before going after her. They met with Trevor and the others outside the club.
"Why are you still here?" Trevor asked, "And why is Morgana here? What did he do?" He turned his full attention on Morgana who in turn feigned hurt.
"He let another girl take off his clothes." She explained and began sobbing.
Maxwell stood perplexed and confused, "But I-"
