"As a matter of fact, it is." Max proclaims, before devolving into more giggles. "A little black book full of birthdays and hot dates. Who could ask for better?"

Some small part of Max's brain kicks in and he has a brief flash of fear that maybe Lucas hasn't completely explained to Corbin yet about his Medium powers. This might not be the ideal way for it to come out. Maybe he'd better try and cover for it slightly?

"Uh, we were just planning our next play date. But it looks like your imagination already carried you away without us. You okay? Is the alcohol hitting you a little too hard?" He gives Lucas a meaningful look. As if to ask if that's not the real problem here.