"I am charming, aren't I?" she asked, raising her chin imperiously. She was preening and knew it, but what was the harm? She had handed his ass to him - she deserved a bit of bragging. Slurping a bit of her smoothie, she shrugged. "I guess it was bound to happen?" she asked, knowing that it really wasn't. Though given that they both frequented gyms, the odds weren't completely astronomical. Still, it was strange.
As he mentioned betting on her next fight, she laughed. "Well, even though I don't think I'm technically supposed to advise gamblers, I would say that betting on me is the smart way to go." Pressing one finger to her lips as if erasing what she said, she smiled.
The question made her laugh. "Private lessons?" she asked, raising a brow. "I never thought about it." Tapping a finger to her chin, she considered this. "Well, you do need all the help you can get." Laughing again, she sipped her smoothie. "Honestly, though, I'm always happy to share tips. If you ever want to learn how to punch like a girl."
(Oh man they can stack their TVs and make MEGA TV. Okay not. That'd be awesome. Riley would suggest they arm wrestle for it. XD)