Ollie was just vain enough to check himself out in the mirror and make sure he didn't have any smoothie in his beard before coming out. He'd left the jacket of his gi on the other side of the room, so he hurried across to get it. And in no small part, he was showing off.
As he pulled on his jacket and tied his belt, Ollie said, "You might wanna do a few stretches, sit-ups, whatever first. Get your muscles relaxed and your blood flowing. You don't want to pull anything." There was probably something wrong with him that he was staring at her in sweats. What was it with him and girls in workout clothes? It was probably the spandex thing.