Rubbing her temples, Max winced as she felt a headache coming on, "I swear to God, if you make me explain the plan one more time…"
Feeling his own headache coming on, Alec cautiously pointed out, "Look, I'm not exactly the best candidate to be mom-sitting, you of all people should know that. Why can't I go vehicle hunting?"
"For the last time," Max enunciated every part of the plan carefully if quietly so as not to disrupt the women huddled nearby. "First, you got to blow up the building, so you should be the one stuck watching our escapees. Second, in this town, I think it's not very likely that the car salesperson will be a woman and we don't want to arouse suspicion with a bribe. Finally, we already know that the person who runs the B&B is a woman, and a spaced out one at that, so all you have to do is make sure none of our friends run off." Taking a deep breath, Max asked, "Got it?"
Laughing, Alec admitted, "Actually I got all that when you first mentioned the plan an hour ago, I was just seeing how many times I could make you say it," skillfully he danced out of the reach of her fists or feat and offered a half-sincere grin, "it'll go off without a hitch, Maxie."
Max advanced a step and watched with satisfaction as Alec took a subsequent step back, "Would you stop calling me that?" She had to fight to keep a smile off of her face at the thought that he was terrified of her hitting him again.
Offering a small wave, Max turned and hopped on her bike, gunning the engine before racing off, leaving Alec to the task of 'mom-sitting' before he could protest again. Sighing, Alec called out, "All right, ladies, let's get moving. Small groups, stay discreet, and we'll be out of this damn town in no time."
Standing at the head of a group that appeared to be the 'lead' mom's, Emily approached her son, eyeing him carefully, "You're sure that you're okay?"
Managing a small smile, Alec nodded, squirming slightly under the penetrating glare, "Perfect. Look, you already asked this."
Reaching up tentatively, Emily ruffled Alec's hair with affection, walking with him towards the small Bed and Breakfast, "I know I asked after the fire, I meant with getting everyone out of here, it seems like a lot of work and I don't even know the plan!"
Motioning the others to follow them, Alec tried to discreetly fix his hair so as not to ruin his bad-boy image but avoid offending his mother. My mother, damn, still hard to imagine. He had to restrain from spouting CO-gibberish and hand-signals that had been drilled into him by Manticore for missions. This isn't a Manticore mission, this isn't a Manticore mission, screw Manticore. Alec found that if he kept repeating that it seemed to suppress the urges. "Piece of cake, Max and I do stuff like this all the time. Okay, so not so much like this, breaking our mothers and their friends out of a Manticore induced hell-hole, but escape and evade stuff."
Emily looked like she was about to say something, but then the door swung open and the immediate problem became not arousing the suspicion of the older woman at the front desk, something that was easier said than done with roughly a hundred women in toe. Smiling a little, she looked up at Alec, "Here goes nothing, huh?"