"We can like go now. To the cash machine!"
Tonya stuffed herself into her street clothes as well. She was wearing a simple pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt with a Superman logo on it. While hardly revealing, it was hard to imagine them being any tighter on her while leaving her able to move. Her hair stayed up in the same ponytail it was in while working out, and she slipped on a pair of running shoes. Tonya grabbed her duffel bag and put her hand around Kimmy’s waist as they exited the locker room.
“Off we go, princess."
She walked along with Tonya, feeling very familiar with her, although they hardly did things outside of the training. When they reached the machine, Kimmy was puzzled for a moment on how to make it work, but eventually, she made it spit out a pack of cash. She smiled and asked:
“Okay. What like next?"
"Ah. Yeah... I was gonna say it's best if you didn't come along ...” As Tonya spoke, she could see the disappointment in Kimmy’s doe-like eyes and immediately winced in regret. “Look, you can come along for this next bit. But I need you to not talk a ton, and try not to ask questions, okay? Then afterwards, maybe we can go out and do something fun, okay?"
"I pinkie promise I'll like be totally quiet.” She did this little 'my lips are sealed' pantomime. Then she followed her trainer along.
Hopping into Kimmy’s car, Tonya directed her towards a coffee shop where they both took a seat at a table outside, drawing a couple of stares from passersby. As she sat, she suggested the bimbo girl to head inside and order herself whatever she liked, and a black coffee for her. When Kimmy return, there was a man sitting at the table with Tonya, and she handed him a stack of money.
Kimmy smiled, didn't say a word and handed Tonya the coffee, then sat down and took a sip from her strawberry-vanilla-frappuccino with coconut sprinkles and lychee extract.
She watched the whole procedure intently, obviously trying to understand what was going on, but also being focused on not even making the slightest noise.
When she produced a small flrbtl noise with she straw, she instantly shrunk back into my chair and tried to make herself invisible.
Eventually, the man finished counting the money, and stood up to leave.
“Good to see you, Tonya. See ya again soon?”
“Long as it's good, you'll be seeing plenty of me.”
As he walked off into the parking lot, Tonya picked up a paper bag from under the table and set it in her lap. “You did good, hun. Very good. I'm impressed, even."