Happy turned his gaze back to the fighters, deep in thought. He needed to make a change in his life. Something major. Something like, say, buying this old gym. Talking about it was one thing, actually doing it was entirely another. But he actually had to do something about it. Stillman ought to be at home at this hour.
Happy turned to the young woman and offered his hand to shake hers, "Well, I've got to get going, but it was nice to have met you Miss-?" he paused, waiting for her name.