AT DANNY'S ABODE

Thirty-five seconds before eight, Max had already found himself ready at the doorstep of the respective home of old Danny, having taken his breakfast early after deciding not to turn up early for work in order to see the old timer whom he was pleased to meet at the very threshold of his doorstep but he had to pay a visit in his working outfit so that he could return back to work straight after the visitation as planned without stressing himself out with rushing back home to get changed for work. He knew that he might be penalized by working extra hours in to the night than usual of which he didn’t mind at all even if things were to go differently like he had hoped.