"I'm sure they aren't, wasn't making<em>too</em>much of a generalization." Grimm took the last bite of his hamburger and wiped his face. "Sorry if you got the idea that I was asking, that isn't really the case. It was a nice day and I thought it'd be nice to enjoy the company of another."<br/><br/>A beeping noise began to go off in Grimm's pocket, wiping his hands he reached in and pulled out his phone. He turned off the alarm and tucked his phone away, standing up and giving Stevie a nice smile. "Hey, it was nice having lunch, but I gotta head out for the evening. Got to get ready for an amateur fight."<br/><br/>Before walking out, Grimm put a card with a phone number and an address on the table. "That's the address for the club I'll be at, if you figure you want to drop by and take some pictures of the fighters - I'll be refereeing there."<br/><br/>Grimm didn't think she'd accept anything like that, but hell, why not give it a shot anyway?<br/><br/>"You have a good afternoon."<br/><br/>And with that, he was gone.