"We've both got lots of classes chica," Castor answered, and grinned at Iris. "You could come and try us both out anytime." He raised his eyebrow suggestively at her. "We're both good at what we do."
Pollux nodded, hardy listening to Castor and therefore not inclined to kick him as he would normally do when he said things like that. "There are, um, women's and men's classes," he answered, and glanced quickly at Iris, meeting her eyes for just a moment before flushing and looking down. "I mean, yeah, there are women. Are you, um. Were you thinking of trying it maybe?" He hoped not, he really, really did.
Castor, of course, couldn't help interfering. "If you want to take a class don't take one from anybody but Pol," he told her, and grinned. "He's still the best there is. We can get you a discount or something at the Y if you want. You should come see us over there sometime."