Max is seen looking over a shipment of supplies.

Worker: that's the las of it sir.

Max: good good. Thank you gentlemen so much for all your efforts!

Worker: all in a days work!

The movers go back to their trucks and drive off. Other workers start organizing the boxes. That is until a girl walks up behind him, tapping his shoulder.

Simone: hello.

Max: Simone! Great to see ya! How's my favourite daughter today?

Simone: I'm ok... and, it's step daughter...

She crossed her arms, glancing away from him. He gets a saddened look.

Max:... look... kid... I know you miss her... I do too... and... I know you're not my biological daughter but... I'm gonna love you like you were.

He puts a hand on her shoulder. Simone's deadpan expression wavered slightly. Showing a bit of happiness.

Max:... this recent purchase will save the company. I know it! I'm going to make your life so much better. I promise.

Simone began smiling slightly, trying to pull the corners of her mouth down, but her face muscles couldn't help but disobay her.

Max: there's a smile... now. Did you come to ask me something? Or just to tug on my heart strings again.

Simone: I-I came to ask if I could get something to eat.

Max: of course. Let's go get you something.

He walks with her to go get some food while the employees continue organizing the boxes in the wearhouse.