“Max doesn’t have to answer that. Carmela what has gotten into you? You were not like this before.”

As Nichole continued to ramble on, Max could feel his patience wearing thin. Finally, he had had enough.

"Nichole," he said, cutting her off mid-sentence. "I need a moment alone. Excuse me."

With that, he turned and headed for the bathroom, not bothering to look back to see if Nichole had followed. As he closed the door behind him, he could hear her voice, still talking, muffled by the ...