Fishing up with this last set Garrett picked up the towel he had been laying on and wrapped it around his shoulders.  As he looked up into Angie's eyes holding her gaze for a moment before he stood up his eyes never leaving hers.  "Unfortunately for you Angie not all of your fellow cheerleaders hold true to themselves and work very hard at proving just the opposite.  Takes a lot of character to stick to your beliefs in a fucked up place like this."  Garrett glanced over at a couple of the guys who had been doing the cat calls taking note of their faces before turning back to Angie again, "See ya around Angie, hope those two old friends of yours don't end up causing you more trouble than it was worth unwrapping them."  Garrett turned then and walked over to another part of the Gym were the curl bars were kept.  Only the curl bars nor the dumbbells weren't free weights like the bench.  It would be far to easy to use stuff like that as a weapon.  The bench press had chains on the bar that limited movement but the rest of the equipment was all machine weights.