"We're trying to figure out the greatest mystery of the year, apparently. Somebody's been sending us all notes, wanting us to meet here. I am suspecting a prank of some sort. Perplexingly enough, I had nothing to do with it.  I am actually kind of shocked. But, also, we should have ice cream." He would explain to  Jess, though as he mentioned the ice cream, his attention shifted to Red.<br/><br/>"I'd love to eat your ice cream." Somehow--don't ask how, explanations can not be made with words alone-- Max manages to make this both sound innocent and somehow like a sexual innuendo at the same time. Then again, it also depended on  how one interpreted tones; could easily just be taken one way or another. "I can show you how to play with my balls later, if you'd like." Okay, now that is nothing but sexual innuendo, and the thing is, Red gave it to him; and he had to give her credit, that was an awesome move from her. Also, one should note, this is not the first time Max has used bawdy humor; and it is not likely to be his last time, either.<br/><br/>Speaking of the balls, he seemed to finally be winding down. One by one, he stops throwing the balls, merely keeping them in his left hand. Once all four balls were in his hand, he shoved them through a tiny opening into his backpack, which contained not only textbooks and the like, but also a few other trick items. Even a few of his own 'snacks', on account of the fact he always ate some sort of nutrition bar for lunch, instead of the swill in the cafeteria. "Red, you've got to let me know if you end up in culinary arts. Ten years from now, when I become a big and famous movie star and stand up comedian, I'll make it a point to eat there."