Cole walked out from the locker room, showered and dressed in a Raiders tracksuit, complete with hat, his hands were in his pocket as he spotted Alex and headed over.

"Hey" he said, a little apprehensively "What's up, you wanted to talk about something?"

"Yeah, hey" she replied "I just wanted to clear the air, and say I'm sor-"

"Thereeeeeeeee you areeeeeee" a shrill voice rang out. It belonged to a blonde girl, slightly taller than Alex, who bounded down the hallway and clamped her arms around Cole in a tight bear hug.
"Great game! Especially your hole in one, you really whacked that ball into the basket, and you looked so fuckin' cute in your uniform!"

"Aww thanks" Cole said, cringing a little at how much she got wrong in so few words "I didn't score though, that was Adam"
"Oh" she said "But it looked like your number?"
"I'm 50, he's 55, easy mistake to make though. Oh by the way" he turned back to Alex "Al, this is Chelsea. Chelsea, Alex, she's my best friend around here. So, Alex, you wanted to talk about something?"