Pouting, Maxim stuffs his hands into his pockets. This is not going according to plan. It's not going to plan at all. Bruce should be all blushes and smiles by now! Maybe he just needs to flirt harder.

Thinking quickly, he moves in front of the telescope, careful not to bump it, puffing out his chest and flashing his most charming smile.

"See enyting hyu like?" he asks, waggling his eyebrows.