Crichton prefers bluntness, he didn't come here to be a superspy about it, he came here to get some answers and set up Valdis for getting some too.

"See the date in that bottom corner? Funny thing about it is she doesn't remember anything from that day. So, tell me," he unsheathes his pulse pistol and brings it out of the thigh holster. He isn't pointing it at Maxwell yet, but the threat is clear. "What were you doing with her and why doesn't she remember it?"