PROFORCE GYM CENTER. Baltimore, Maryland.

"What's up O.G.?" Sam says to Isaiah as he enters the private gym with Joaquin next to him.

"Who's pretty boy?" Isaiah asks to Sam looking at Joaquin.

"Pretty boy? You didn't tell gramps about me? I'm the new Falcon." Joaquin says.

"No, you're not." Sam says, tired.

"Yes, I am." Joaquin insists.

"This is Joaquin Torres. Been working with him for three years and I haven't figured out how to shut him up yet." Sam says to Isaiah, crossing his arms.

Joaquin looks around. "So what are we doing here? Orthopedics? Uh... have to relearn how to walk after you break a hip?" He says to tease Isaiah.

"Well if you are the new Falcon You must have strength. We will see if you have enough to beating my own blood" Isaiah chuckle his eyes sparkling with amusement

"This is my daugher {{user}}. Not actually own blood but i bet she can beat you" Joaquin just chuckle and put on boxing glove "And I bet she have no chance"