[The fact that they were walking and talking actually helped his cover as far as he was concerned. Two men wandering away from the fireworks and the squeals of children was not nearly as unusual as a single male leaving on his own. Maybe he should thank this guy he didn't entirely know but had the impression that he did and should have. It was a strange and disconcerting sensation, like being intoxicated while perfectly sober.]

Please, there is more than punching bags in a gym and the more advanced the equipment, the better for the trainers and trainees. Always have to keep ahead of the curb, wouldn't you say? [It might be a joke, but he kept his more business attitude, also feeling out this man for answers as they verbally circled each other.]

Ah well, I'm getting a bit old for gold diggers and not much money to my name. I don't drink much and besides, it ain't no fun drinking alone. [It was a subtle invitation of his own, playing a card to see if the other man would offer some kind vulnerability or would take advantage of one in him. Drinking didn't feel like a good way to get to this guy though. Why was that?]