"Kids, this is Charlie Wentworth's cousin and, no doubt by now, chief trainer, Ben Simons. So careful what you say. I think I can let you know, Ben, that this is your Charlie's opponent, as of ten minutes ago: Bob Cullen."
Robert nodded, looked at the man and held out his hand for a handshake, "Hullo Mr.Simons." He was about to mention his name preference when...
Jemima immediately loudly shouted "HE PREFERS BOBBY OR ROBERT!!!" which actually made Crabbe jump in the air and utter a "Jesus Christ!" before glancing at Hector and muttering "Can't you keep her on a lead or something!"
"Hector here's Bob...er, Bobby's second, and this here pretty young lady is our personal medical advisor, Miss Nurse Leane."
Robert frowned, Crabbe was pushing that a whole lot more than the young woman seemed to appreciate.
"I am here as an observer, nothing more, Mr. Crabbe." she strategically imparted, matching her eyes with both those of Lorenzo and Mr. Simons in turn. "Should I have any information to impart pertaining to the medical situation at hand, it will be for the benefit of those affected, rather than the sake of any particular camp."
"Bein' neutral they be callin' it," Robert nodded, he didn't the girl to do anything she was uncomfortable with.
"Sounds good," Robert nodded.
"I'm sure that your partiality will be appreciated by all sides. I know that my cousin and the rest of his family value honesty and I see that you, Miss Leane have it in abundance. You will be a great asset to this venture."
Turning to him this Wentworth relative took his hand for a shake,"Nice to meet you."
A few quick pumps and that was that.
"I am here as an observer, nothing more, Mr. Crabbe." she strategically imparted, matching her eyes with both those of Lorenzo and Mr. Simons in turn.
"Oh! Well, that's tellin' me!" shrugged Crabbe, philosophcally.
"Should I have any information to impart pertaining to the medical situation at hand, it will be for the benefit of those affected, rather than the sake of any particular camp."
"Bein' neutral they be callin' it," Robert nodded, he didn't the girl to do anything she was uncomfortable with.
"Well, I'm glad you know what she's talkin' about!" chuckled Lorenzo, this girl was wordier than Clara Lutz.
"Sounds good," Robert nodded.
"I'm sure that your partiality will be appreciated by all sides. I know that my cousin and the rest of his family value honesty and I see that you, Miss Leane have it in abundance. You will be a great asset to this venture."
Hell, the Irish girl was bringing out the slick, charming, gentlemanly side of Simons, it was stomach churning: did he realise that she was probably as poor as a church mouse? Maybe he just fancied the look of her.
Turning to him this Wentworth relative took his hand for a shake, "Nice to meet you."
A few quick pumps and that was that.
"Bobby here's a business associate of mine. Never boxed before, but fancied his chances when he heard what a pushover Charlie was likely to be." tested Lorenzo, seeing if he could trick Ben into giving away how the youngest Wentworth boy was shaping up in training.
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"I'm sure that your partiality will be appreciated by all sides. I know that my cousin and the rest of his family value honesty and I see that you, Miss Leane have it in abundance. You will be a great asset to this venture."
"Oh! Well, that's tellin' me!"
Having affirmed her position, Aoife once more turned her attention from the conversation, for its part moving on to yet more combative, veiled dialogue between the frontrunners. It seemed, unwittingly enough, that she'd involved herself with the boxing match quite thoroughly, and now slated herself to provide medical expertise to not just Robert and his camp, but this Charlie fellow and his.
And to that end, she could have had something to say about the chance of infection on open wounds, what with the woody indoor environment and close crowd, or perhaps the fact that the ring posts looked like they'd give splinters if you stared at them too hard. Given how rough Robert's life usually was though, she imagined that he'd probably scoff at that sort of thing, along with the rest of the room.
Instead, she merely moved to sit upon the stage. Mr. Crabbe had mentioned it would be for seating anyway, and she had little interest in the mindgames that he and Mr. Simons would no doubt proceed to play upon each other.
"Work is fine for killin' time, but it's a shaky way to make a living."
"Bobby here's a business associate of mine. Never boxed before, but fancied his chances when he heard what a pushover Charlie was likely to be." tested Lorenzo, seeing if he could trick Ben into giving away how the youngest Wentworth boy was shaping up in training.
Ben smiled, "Not too much of how pushover, I hope. My family does have the tendency to, and pardon the pun, to come out fighting when the chips are down."
He took a good look around the room, before addressing Crabbe again, "It looks like you're expecting a good size crowd and I think you'll get it. Not much around here to entertain the masses."
Yes, Kalispell was a good size town but there was little here in the form of entertainment, which had put him to thinking. One idea had taken form and if he could find the right place, then it would be a goer. He had his eye on one particular building that with a little bit or work could become the town's first theatre. However, that was something else to ponder later on, for now it was all about the boxing match.