"Been a cage fighter for a while." He had more training than that, he used that training, had no idea how he new half the stuff he did.
"Sounds good." He draped the shirt over his shoulder and headed for the room he'd been using. Logan figured they were going to a bar, with his track record a fight could very well happen so why bother with a shower? He changed into clean clothes, grabbed some cigars and his wallet.
He was in the garage waiting, enjoying the scent of grease and oil that filled the room.