They confront Max.

Max groaned as she slammed her locker shut. This was the day that just refused to end, after finishing her shift Normal had demanded that she work over time because she had come in late. On top of the long work day, whatever **** those cops had given her last night were still working their way through her system. But not wanting to **** her friends to work on her behalf she grudgingly accepted the overtime.

It was almost 10 pm by the time she had finished the last deliveries. The sun had long set, covering Seattle in a blanket of darkness. She sighed at she bent down to pick up her bag, wanting nothing more then to go home and take a warm bath and try to forget the last couple of days had ever happened. Normal had left hours ago leaving her the keys, trusting her to lock up before she left. Walking to the main door she paused, sensing that she was not alone.

“Hello?” she asked before turning around. Her eyes peering into the unlit lobby. “Greg,” she asked as she recognized her fellow messenger standing there. “Normal made you work overtime too huh?”

“Not quite,” Greg coolly replied as he took a step closer to her. “We're not here working overtime.”

“Hmm?” Max absently said, not paying attention as she dug into her bag looking for the Jam Pony keys. Looking up at him as she finally processes what he had said “We?” She said as her eyes scanned the room, trying to figure out what he meant by 'we' when she saw Dan and Jeff sitting on the bench in the main lobby, hidden by the darkness.

“We're here to talk to you Max.”

“Huh?” Max replied confused, “Talk to me about what?”

“We don't think its fair” Greg told her as the two other men stood up to stand next to him, effectively blocking her only exit. “Why you gotta give it up to Sketch and not us?”

“Huh? Sketchy? What the fuck you guys talking about?” Max replied. His tone of voice and their aggressive body language begun to worry her. Subconsciously she began back step slowly moving away from the three men.

“We're tired of going home and jerking off while dreaming about you. We know about you and Sketchy and we can't have him rubbing that in our face everyday for the rest of our lives. So we're here to give you a choice Max. You either give it up, or we are gonna take it.”