"Okay, so spill, whats up with you Liz?" Maria questioned as they hit a lull at the Cafe, "I caught you asleep in class thursday, you never fall asleep in class!" She crossed her arms, waiting for Liz to at least make an attempt to answer.
"And don't you dare try to get out of explainin', this is me we're talking about." She flashed Liz a smile, noticing only briefly that Michael and Max had walked in. Not even seeing her former-boyfriend would detour her from getting the answers she wanted out of Liz.
"Maria, I'm fine. Really, just a bad dream I had last night, I didn't get much sleep."
Maria might not have cared about Michael, but at the moment the only thing on Liz's mind was walking up to Max and just getting lost in him. She watched as he and Michael took a seat in their normal booth, not paying attention as she grabbed one of the Tabasco bottles to take to them and ended up crushing it in her hand.
Maria looked at the crushed bottle, "Uh, Liz. Since when can you do that?" She hissed, her hands on her hips."Because last time I checked it was hard for you to open a pickle-bottle, let alone break a bottle of tabasco with your hands!" Maria was close to freaking out, knowing full well something was not right.
Liz stared in shock at the bottle, well peices of the bottle anyway. "I-I don't know!"
Maria looked down at Liz's hand, which seemed to have deep cuts from the glass.
"Uh, Lizzy, your bleeding." Maria hissed, carefully taking the shards of glass from Liz and setting them on the counter, then wrapping Liz's hand in a towel, "You might want to get Max over here to do something about that."
Liz gave Maria a small smile."Thanks Maria. Maybe we should, he's gonna find out anyway."
Maria nodded motioning for Max, "I'm sure he'll come over if I give him the most dire expression I can muster." She commented, I just hope Michael doesn't follow, it seems like it's getting tougher and tougher to not fall back in love with him. Soon I'll probably go racing back to him, with his attitude and that face...Oh god, it's already started." Maria rolled her eyes, "Help me Liz!" She laughed despite herself, hoping Max would get over here before the other few patrons of the Crashdown started to wonder what was going on.
Max glanced over, seeing Maria motioning to him franticly. "I'll be right back." Max quickly said walking over to Maria and Liz. "What's the matter?" He asked, looking at Liz he saw her hand was wrapped in something. "Are you okay?" Max looked at Liz with look of concern in his deep brown eyes. "Liz, what happened?"
"I don't know. One mintue I was holding a bottle and the next...." Liz unwraped the towel from her hand and showed Max the cuts. "Could you.....? It really hurts Max."
Max took her hand gently into his, "Wow, I guess maybe your grips stronger then you thought." He said, smirking jokingly at Liz.
Taking her hand into his, he quickly started healing the gashes and cuts. as Max finished up, he sighed. "Has that happened before Liz?"
His hand felt so good on hers that Liz had to shake her head and clear it before answering. "Uh, well, I did kinda put a huge dent in my locker in the back. It was stuck and I...just hit it to try and un-stick it." She finished lamely.
"And don't you dare try to get out of explainin', this is me we're talking about." She flashed Liz a smile, noticing only briefly that Michael and Max had walked in. Not even seeing her former-boyfriend would detour her from getting the answers she wanted out of Liz.
"Maria, I'm fine. Really, just a bad dream I had last night, I didn't get much sleep."
Maria might not have cared about Michael, but at the moment the only thing on Liz's mind was walking up to Max and just getting lost in him. She watched as he and Michael took a seat in their normal booth, not paying attention as she grabbed one of the Tabasco bottles to take to them and ended up crushing it in her hand.
Maria looked at the crushed bottle, "Uh, Liz. Since when can you do that?" She hissed, her hands on her hips."Because last time I checked it was hard for you to open a pickle-bottle, let alone break a bottle of tabasco with your hands!" Maria was close to freaking out, knowing full well something was not right.
Liz stared in shock at the bottle, well peices of the bottle anyway. "I-I don't know!"
Maria looked down at Liz's hand, which seemed to have deep cuts from the glass.
"Uh, Lizzy, your bleeding." Maria hissed, carefully taking the shards of glass from Liz and setting them on the counter, then wrapping Liz's hand in a towel, "You might want to get Max over here to do something about that."
Liz gave Maria a small smile."Thanks Maria. Maybe we should, he's gonna find out anyway."
Maria nodded motioning for Max, "I'm sure he'll come over if I give him the most dire expression I can muster." She commented, I just hope Michael doesn't follow, it seems like it's getting tougher and tougher to not fall back in love with him. Soon I'll probably go racing back to him, with his attitude and that face...Oh god, it's already started." Maria rolled her eyes, "Help me Liz!" She laughed despite herself, hoping Max would get over here before the other few patrons of the Crashdown started to wonder what was going on.
Max glanced over, seeing Maria motioning to him franticly. "I'll be right back." Max quickly said walking over to Maria and Liz. "What's the matter?" He asked, looking at Liz he saw her hand was wrapped in something. "Are you okay?" Max looked at Liz with look of concern in his deep brown eyes. "Liz, what happened?"
"I don't know. One mintue I was holding a bottle and the next...." Liz unwraped the towel from her hand and showed Max the cuts. "Could you.....? It really hurts Max."
Max took her hand gently into his, "Wow, I guess maybe your grips stronger then you thought." He said, smirking jokingly at Liz.
Taking her hand into his, he quickly started healing the gashes and cuts. as Max finished up, he sighed. "Has that happened before Liz?"
His hand felt so good on hers that Liz had to shake her head and clear it before answering. "Uh, well, I did kinda put a huge dent in my locker in the back. It was stuck and I...just hit it to try and un-stick it." She finished lamely.
