Daniel holds the coffee on the table in both hands. He takes a small sip himself, but he soon gags it out it mouth, quickly puts it back on the table and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

Too hot.

They share a laugh as Daniel puts a little milk in his coffee from the small cups that came on the tray, stirring it a little with a stirrer.

I wanted to get into shape a little for my match coming up. I won't hide I took a beating last time out and I don't want that happening again.

He takes a small sip, and nods in approval after removing it from his mouth, even going to far to curl his bottom lip while nodding. He leans back still holding his coffee.

Mind you, I probably shouldn't be moving around so much, give the cut a chance to properly heal. Plans may change, I dunno.

He sips again.

How about you?