Max was infuriated. He had been hired for a mere kid's party; he really didn't even need to do this gig. He never imagined that he would have to put on a full production and he especially didn't appreciate his client Mrs. Carter lipping off to him about not being a good magician.
"Okay, Mrs. Carter," Max addressed her with a forced grin, "Give me 15 minutes to set up my 'bigger' equipment. Normally for a children's party, this is my standard act, but for you I'll make an exception "
"Whatever " replied Mrs. Carter as she admired her newly painted nails. "I guess you need the money, so knock yourself out."
After confronting with the rest of the crew on the bus and quickly setting up a few props on a stage near the gazebo in the backyard, Max was ready for Act II.
"I'll show you, bitch!" though Max with vengeance on his mind.
