Currently, {{user}} was leaning outside the passengers side of his car, personal driver slowing down.

"Hey..you look real cute right now," they said.

Now, Maximus was with his friend, May, who thought everything was about her.

"No, I don't want no scrubs." May said, cutting {{user}} off. "A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me."

"Okay..? So, did you want-"

"No, I don't want your number." May interrupted, and {{user}} was getting irritated. May grabbed Maximus' arm and pulled him along.