"'Scuse me, who's hangink?" Maxim asks, arching an eyebrow and putting his hands on his hips. "Hy ain't touched nottink."

He really hadn't. He'd been very careful not to, just because he knew how much time and effort had gone into setting them up. He may not have been there to work, but that hardly meant he was going to mess everything up.

"Ve vos chust talkink. Hy told hyu Hy vasn't gonna bodder nobody vhat deedn't vant it, and Hy meant it. Hy do not break my vurd."