Mordecai crossed his arms as Madeline began her routine. His expression unreadable as she explained. His look bore into her as she tried to make the best of things. She had really made a god awful mess this time. They were so close to being beyond wealthy and she brings what insurance companies called 'an act of god'.  A reference to an extreme event precipitating a natural disaster.<br/><br/>This 'present' qualified as both.  This was the last of his patience. He had Maddy holding out on him, the bank ready to change their codes, and now Madeline practically calling the FBI herself.<br/><br/>Mordecai tapped his foot but instead of being impressed and shifting gears to something more tolerable he watched Madeline lean over and pinch the present's tit to make her scream.<br/><br/>"PROMISE!!"<br/><br/>But it was already too late. The present did scream. Madeline was right. Mordecai's eyes narrowed and now focused on the present with keen interest.<br/><br/>Damn it! Mordecai thought but he growled at his sister, "PROMISE Madeline or you and her hit the road.  And I mean dropped from a plane!"