When it came to what was going on in the ring, John ignored it more or less. Wasn't something he much liked or approved of, but it wasn't his show. Most of the ones down there seemed to have volunteered versus forced into it. When she turned to look down at the combatants, he did take his fill of looking over what of her cleavage he could see before eyes back on her face.

Wasn't a bad view, but staring was rude. He had some standards.

"If they're fighting honest, yeah, sure you could. Doubt any of them are. Probably had everything fixed ahead of time for the punters. Never seen a sport where they didn't bet on everything."

Cynical was a way of life for him.

"You think you'll be venturing into the rings? Pretty bird like you?"