Tyrone grinned and wolfed down half of his sandwich before speaking again. "S-S-Summers on m-my case is t-t-too much time w-with him. N-Nice guy. A-A little int-t-tense." He shrugged and then lifted an arm to flex a muscle dramatically.
"S-Still. I've n-n-never been in b-b-better shape. Not e-e-even back in v-v-varsity f-football."