- Fight?

- Oh, Lady managed to grapple with Jason Milton at the stadium, can you

imagine? Joan laughed.

- Come on? I hope you made it? Terrence asked with some special

interest.

- Well, he me, or I him. Whats the difference to you? I didn't want to

remember it now.

Joan gave me a displeased look, letting me know that I was turning into a

granny again.

- Never mind, Milton doesnt get along well with anyone, and if you decide

to compete with him, then thats it. It’s better to immediately move to another

city, - a fan of a friend with some kind of contemptuous grin...