Max found a can of pop and a slice of bread, deciding that was enough and taking them down to the waiting area. By the time his guy called his shirt was dry and he was starting to get restless, but then he was just there, port in hand and taking his credits.

It was beautiful, slim and sleek, nothing like the clunky old one. Though as he held it, he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.

Eventually he headed off to find House. He found the man in what looked to be his office, and he tapped on the open door before speaking.

"It's here."