The gym, Sunday night

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After the not-fight stemming from the Rubik's cube gone wrong, Aeryn's almost tempted to head into town for a while. But that probably means she'll end up at Spike's, and that way leads to problems. Instead, she heads to the gym.

Just when she thinks she's fitting in here, something happens to remind her that she can't know everything that other people take for granted. And the influx of families this weekend isn't going to help, and she knew that before, but it was probably time to admit it to herself.

Beating up on things, though, that helps.

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Lee smile, "Sometimes," he repeats and starts on his crunches.

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Aeryn starts again on the punching bag, but she almost doesn't feel like it anymore and she's not sure why. Steadying the bag, she asks, "Have we ever done this before?"

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"What do you" -- he pauses to take a breath, breathless from the crunches, -- "mean by 'this'?"

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"Talked to each other," she says. "Without a room full of people."

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He stops and thinks. "No... no we haven't actually." He smiles.

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Aeryn smiles back as she starts taking her gloves off. "We should," she says. "I should probably be going. Can you... not tell John what I said?"

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Lee smiles mischeviously, "You said what?" and he winks. "Nice talking to you Aeryn, we should do this again."

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"Definitely," she nods, starting out. "Thanks."

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"Bye!" and Lee waves. And wonders why he has a vague memory of focusing on her breasts last night.