With a frustrated sigh of disappointment a sweaty Tyler watched sensi Cayde hang up the phone for the third time today without saying a thing.

"C'mon, who puts up flyers and then doesn't answer their phone?" He complains to his teacher, while massaging some of his many tender and tense muscles.

Tyler quickly checked his attitude, as he imagined even by now he must be getting on Lee's nerves. He had been floating around the dojo all day participating in multiple classes or simply exercising to kill time, and all without paying. Waiting for and pushing the dojo owner to find out about the flyer vacancy.

While he didn't have to pay a penny due to his financial troubles, he was physically paying the price. Exhausted and sore, he couldn't play at another hour of arm bars and hip throws. 

Picking up a small towel he wipes the sweat from his forehead as he begins pacing back and forth. 

"Agh, can you try her again?"

He was beginning to get pretty desperate. This was a perfect opportunity for him and the prospect of his boss being a pretty lady didn't hurt his drive either, even if he knew nothing about horses. However every hour that passed was an hour where he could have lost his chance.
And as nice as Lee was to him, this wasn't Ty's style of fighting.

Finally giving up Tyler retreats to the changing rooms. Besides his motorbike outside all of his remaining possessions were in this room, stored between his duffle bag and a borrowed locker. 

"I gotta go get something to eat" he shouts out to Lee. "Want anything?"