"Exactly. Who knows? This could be the way I earn my living, and it's all in your hands now," she replies, struggling to keep a straight face before she eventually lets the expression fall naturally into something more resting, occasionally glancing toward the stitching happening. It's not something she plans to focus on specifically, and she's grateful when he keeps the conversation going, propelling it forward.

"Really? Hadn't heard of it. And I don't exactly have much in the way of employment right now, but I guess a bar's as good as any to attempt finding that. Besides, if my arm-wrestling career is shot before it ever takes off, I'm going to start re-evaluating my life choices."