If this was Bones or CSI or NCIS, he would get kidnapped and killed. That's how it worked. No one ever got yelled at and kicked out. They'd end up shot, or stuffed in a wall or something. If the building already had a creepy collector, she had a feeling that person would have no problem stuffing someone in a wall. She kind of hoped he was right. She hated to think of him stuffed in a wall. It was time to close this conversation.
"Hamburgers sound fine."
She slid into the car and fastened her seat belt. Once Max was in the car, the driver closed the door and went around the car to settle into the drivers seat. Once he was given their chosen destination, the car pulled away from the curb and carried them away from their short, rather revealing round of mini golf. She had no idea who won. She didn't care.