JW let out an appreciative whistle. And then he laughed.

"Maybe from where you're standin'."

He felt a little bad for interrupting...but not nearly bad enough to go away. Now that the worry had passed and he'd let off a good one-liner or two, he took a moment to really get a good look at the gym. He'd never actually been in one. People paid to come in here and torture themselves. Eugh. JW was far too lazy for that.

"Glad I ran into you." His grin softened into something more sheepish. "Been a while since there hasn't been a counter or a table between us."