OK, that is better. I want to talk seriously,” he said anxiously.
“I…you see…well….it’s just…”
“Wow, Damon, slow down. I didn’t prepare myself for such
an intellectual conversation,” I interrupted, still looking at the gym
guy. I smiled to him and he smiled back. Out of the corner of my
eye, I noticed Damon didn’t like that at all.

Author: Danka V.