When I tell you to do something, I expect to be obeyed immediately!” Said Maxwell in brisk, clear syllables. He stressed the last wcrd by emphasizing e-ch syllable in the word so that it sounded almost like the last line in a haiku. “IM-MED-I-ATE-LY!”
Monica stood at attention, staring at herself and Maxwell in the mirror, as Max sat beside her left ankle. They made eye contact. Before he could stop himself, Maxwell winked at her and licked his lips, as if to say, “I could just eat you!”
