After Logan accessed what was left of the Manticore database, he sighed and sat back. He took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger, happy to be able to take a break from the computer, even if it was only for a few short seconds.

"What're you doing?" Max asked as she entered the room.

"Just took a two second break." Logan replied and put his glasses back on. "Even though no one's maintaining the system, it was still hard work to get in you know."

"Sorry." Max mumbled. "But I just don't like her."

Logan smirked. "And why is that?"

"I'm not quite sure." Max shrugged. "Just a feeling I guess."

"Hey, why don't you go check on her. Who knows what she could be up to in that kitchen of mine."

"I will do that." Max said.

Logan smiled to himself as Max left the room.

Max entered the kitchen and was taken aback. Every available bowl on the counters that had been in sight had had its contents empty and was now filled with muffins. Blueberry, apple cinnamon, banana nut... it looked like there was every kind in the world. Maxine popped up from under the counter and smiled brightly.

"Hello!" She chirped. "Would you like a muffin?"

"Uh, no." Max said as she looked around the kitchen. "I'm fine thanks."

"Well, suit yourself." Maxine replied and grabbed a bowl of muffins. "I'm going to take this in to Logan, he's working so very hard."

"No, I'll take it to him." Max said and took the bowl from her.

"Oh no, I insist." Maxine said and snatched the bowl back.

"No, I'll do it." Max told her and roughly grabbed the bowl.

"I said I would." Maxine said and reached for the bowl, but Max pulled it from her reach. "I made them after all!"

"Well, Logan and I are discussing important things, and I wouldn't want him to be distracted." Max said and began walking back to the computer room.

"Maybe he needs a distraction." Maxine replied and grabbed the bowl. "I mean, after all, he is working terribly hard. A break might do him good."

"What would do him good would be me bringing him the muffins." Max and ripped the bowl from Maxine.

"No, me!" Maxine replied and tried to grab the bowl once again, but failed. She toppled forward after losing her balance, and sent Max crashing to the floor with the bowl. The bowl slid away from them and the two began attacking each other to get it.

"Ha!" Max exclaimed and got up, but Maxine grabbed her ankle and pulled her down. Maxine tried to get up, but Max lunged forward and grabbed her by the legs, sending her crashing to the floor.

Sensing no further moment, Max became worried. She quickly got up and rolled Maxine onto her back. She let out a relieved sigh when she saw that she had just been knocked unconscious. Shrugging, she grabbed the only muffin still in the bowl and pulled herself to her feet.

She looked in the direction of the computer room and shook her head. "Is it genetic?"

Logan leaned back in his chair once again, happy that he was finished. He skimmed over Maxine's file and was happy to know that there was nothing to worry about; she had told them the truth.

"Muffin?"

For a moment he stared at the baked good in front of him, then took it and looked up at Max and smiled. "Thanks."

She shrugged. "No problem. Not like I made it."

"How's Maxine doing in there?"

"She's... taking a break." Max replied.