Yes

He approached the bench as the girl was finishing up her first set. She looked up at him with a warm smile as she put the bar down above her and greeted him with a sweet 'hi'. "Hello," he said, very formally. He recollected his bearings and continued. "I noticed that you might need some extra help spotting and I'm on my uh break right now so I thought I could maybe help?" His delivery wasn't perfect, but he was being nice in a non-creepy way. "Yes, please and thank you!" The voice came from behind the bench from the girl he had heard being previously referred to as 'Stel'. She didn't even wait for any confirmation before turning around and walking back towards the benches, her fingers furiously transcribed her next text.

"Don't mind my sister, Stella. She can be a handful, especially at the gym. But once you get to know her, she becomes a bit easier to handle."

"Well, she's definitely easy on the eyes." DID HE JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD? He cringed immediately as he finished that sentence and feared that he would be in for a huge slap to the face, but he was pleasantly surprised to see that the smile hadn't faded from her face just yet. "oww, we have a sweet talker on our hands I see." She giggled slightly. "Well, I must tell you that Stella is probably too young for you. She just finished school a couple weeks ago and only turned 18 a week before that."

"Oh yeah way too young for me. I'm 23 years old." He was glad that despite his oafishness he still managed to keep this conversation going. "Oh, well in that case I'd like to report that I'm not too young for you. 21 years old." She gave a sly wink as she finished the sentence. This was great for James. He was over here chatting with a beautiful gym girl, and she was actually taking the lead in terms of flirting! Even he couldn't fuck this up. "Oh yeah, you just finished senior year, right?"

"Yup, Heavenworth University, health sciences. 3.92 GPA!" She beamed with pride as she bragged about her academic achievement. "So, you're telling me that you're pretty, athletic, AND smart? You really are the full package." Where did that come from? Wherever it did, it was having it's intended effect. "Oh my, you certainly have a way with words. You must be very popular with the ladies."

"Oh, not quite." James blushed slightly as he felt he was oversharing with a stranger. However, this stranger was sociable enough to keep the conversation going. "Well then I guess we're going to have to find you Misses Perfect." His fears seemed to melt away as he started really getting into conversation with this cute woman. "I have a feeling she might not be that far away." Where did THAT come from ? "Oh my god, there is no way you're single with game like that." The two carried on the casual conversation. He learned that her name was Amy, and they continued talking for a couple minutes before returning to the topic of the gym.

"So, what kind of sports do you do?" James hesitated before answering. He really hadn't done any real sport since 12th grade gym class. But things were going really well with this chick, and he wanted to impress her. "Well, uh, yeah, sports, I uh did-" Well, he's back. It was nice while it lasted.