It was still early, and Riley was loving her day off. In training, it was important to know your limits and push, but never break them. Broken limits lead to injured boxers, and Riley couldn't afford an injury. In adding a new cardio program to her regiment, she was starting to toe her own line, and Melinda decided to give her a bit more rest for the next two weeks. And so she went out for a smoothie, appreciating the walk. Though she didn't want to work out hardcore, she wasn't about to be lazy all day. She had to move, lest she feel cooped up.
As she reached Pax Letale, she pushed into the lobby, feeling fresh and restored. A good smoothie always did that for you. As she crossed the lobby, she saw a woman struggling with a number of large grocery bags. Eyes widening, she trotted up to her side. "Hey!" she said, looking down at the bags in her arms. "Let me take a few of those." She extended a hand with a smile. "What floor?"