“Ms. Crawford, please don’t feel obliged to bring out a lot of food.”

Julian smiled.

Quinn smiled. “I’m not bringing out much. Just some fruit and snacks. My mom hasn’t finished cooking. You must be hungry after a long journey here. You should have something to tide you over.

“Have a chat with Mr. Bucham, Dad. I’ll help Mom in the kitchen,” Quinn said and returned to the kitchen.

Julian looked at Quinn’s receding back and raved about her to Dave. “Ms. Crawford is a kind and talented woman. She is beautiful, and a skilled fighter. She handles herself well and would make a good wife. You have raised her well, sir.”

Dave replied with a smile, “You’re too kind, Julian. Quinn is a good kid.”

In fact, Dave loved it when people complimented his daughter.

“I heard from my daughter that you would like to enroll in our gym. How old are you now, Julian?”

After an exchange of pleasantries, Dave cut to the chase.

Julian answered, “I know I’m a little old to start learning the art