"Why do you think Janus would go like this?" Clive asked.
"His life has been pretty crappy," said Virginia. "Gallows is still in the hospital recovering from eye surgery."
The Maxwell team glanced over to sad Janus, resting his elbow on his lap and grasping his chin with sharp black filed nails.
"I have to go talk to him," said Virginia walking towards Janus.
"Okay, just tell me," said Virginia. "Why are you doing this?"
"Life sucks," mumbled Janus.
"Janus, life only sucks if you think of it like that," she said, trying to reason with him.
"Whore."
Virginia's eyes bulged madly. "What did you call me!"
"I called you a freaking' slut," groped Janus. "Now leave me alone to rot."
Virginia was at anger state now. "Janus, even your team is scared of you!"
Janus sadly looked up to Virginia. "They were already scared of me before. Why change now?"
Virginia didn't know what to say. She calmly strolled back to her team.
"How did it go?" Gallows inquired.
"Uh, still no dice," said Virgie. Virginia suddenly had an idea. "Let's bring him everything that used to make him happy!"
"Why should we help him!" Jet snapped.
Virginia crossed her arms angrily. "He helps me carry stuff. How is he supposed to help me all sad! "
Clive, Gallows, and Jet: "WHAT!"
"I am a woman," stated Virginia. "A woman such as me should not have to carry that many groceries!"
Jet sneered at his bubblehead leader. "Pft! Mall whore!"
"Jet Enduro, just shut up!" Virginia glared. "If he doesn't snap out of it, then I will have to carry all my stuff!"
"Fine!" Jet yelled.
"Hey, don't we get a say in this?" Gallows asked.
"No!" Virginia screamed.
"Anyway, what does Janus like?" Clive asked.
"I know! Maybe we should think about his pocket watch he always carries around." Virginia bubbled happily.