<div class="floatleft">(http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c195/TheOneTheOnlyTheShane/0000ryt3small.jpg)</div><br/><strong> Max the Jester</strong><br/><br/>"Shockingly enough, that was only half the bitchiness as you usually use." Max said  to Stefy, in what would seem to be a compliment, based on his tone; but his words, themselves, could easily turn it into an insult. It's kind of hard to tell what he meant, though that's to be somewhat expected from the Trickster.<br/><br/>"We could do that in the shelter. The problem with doing it out in the open is that we don't know where the cameras are, or their angles of view. If someone kept the screen fully covered, while another person kept the pad fully covered, and a third person typed, yes, it might work. However, that essentially requires three people working over one phone; plus if we want others to view what is typed, we have to keep the screen covered until they can approach, and block the screen with their face. I mean that quite literally. In the end, it would be just as hard as what we're doing here, plus, even if we did keep the screen covered, we'd also have to cover the hands of the person who is typing, because otherwise, you could just get a similar smart phone, look at the location of the keys, and use deductive reasoning to figure out what is being typed out. Which would still give away what is being communicated, which would defeat the whole purpose." In a shocking twist, he actually didn't mean to burst her bubble; it was a good idea. It just wouldn't work, and Max fully explained why he thought such.<br/><br/>"No, no cameras yet. That does make sense, there's not much to gain from having them on the chairs and tables. I just figured thoroughness is important here, you know?" His attention turned to Red, suddenly. "Hey, would you mind looking around the speaker? Like I said before, there's likely to be a camera in the places where we'll have our attention drawn to. "<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Max had some unspoken questions floating around in his head. Like, why Stefy was watching him so closely, or why red seemed to be giddy. She might not be showing it too much, but like a good performer, Max is damn good at reading the subtle signs and cues people give off.  That's part of working a crowd, after all.<br/><br/>Also, why did he have a throbbing erection? This is not the time for sexy fun. This is the time for getting the hell out of dodge.  But then again, if he might die tomorrow, he'd really like to get it on with Red at least once. Oh, oh, and Raye, oh yes. Ohh, the things he could show her, the fun they could have...<em>wait, wait, focus, focus.  Must find cameras.</em>He chastises himself.<br/><br/>"Buh, it's hot in here. Can we get the windows cracked open to get some more air flow in here?"