Jordan stomped irately back into her office and slammed the door behind her. Woody glanced sadly at the closed door in front of him and back to the closing elevator doors signaling Max's departure.

He sighed and opened the door to Jordan's office and peeked his head around the corner cautiously, half expecting a paper weight to come flying full speed at his head. Jordan was pacing frantically and tossing her stress ball back and forth between her hands roughly. Woody smiled to himself, he had gotten her the ball as a joke when they first got together for all times he would make a mistake along the way and drive her crazy.

"Hey" he said softly to make his presence known. Jordan glanced in his direction but continued pacing and squeezing the ball. "Can you believe him?" she shouted.

"I know you're angry, but we probably should have told him sooner, I think he just feels hurt, that's all" Woody said.

"He feels hurt? Baby, he said if you want to get involved with me after everything thing I've done to you, it's your own stupidity