What You Made Me Do

“What are you doing here?!” Reyona asked in a strangled tone.

“I come bearing gifts,” he said automatically as he held the bag in his hand forward like a peace offering.

“I told you…” she looked beside her when she saw him grinning as he looked towards her side too.

Phil gave her an innocent look as he said “I can…go?”

“No, you don't have to. I don't want you to go. I have something we need to do right now. We have…” she trailed off as she tried to remember what she was going to do with Phil before he decided to discomfit her with his presence.

“Meeting. We have a meeting, boss.” Phil quickly finished for her. “A very important meeting that can't wait. Yes, that is it.”

“Yes, it can't wait,” she said as she looked back at Maxwell and inclined her head for him to leave.

Instead, he moved forward with his hands outstretched towards Phil. “Hi, I am Maxwell. I don't believe we have met. You must be the very capable Phil who has been helping my wife out.”