Better Call Saul

Friends Bar.

After everyone had sighed over it for a while, they turned to chatting and joking.

People were like that.

They liked happiness.

They hated sadness.

Even if it was sadness over someone else's misfortune.

Once or twice was fine.

But if someone was always dwelling on melancholy, they probably would not have many friends.

No one liked being a dumping ground for negative emotions.

Marshall's tough female coach had clearly been driven mad with anger. The moment she got Adam's call, she rushed over at top speed.

Adam smiled as soon as he saw her.

That was because he was all too familiar with that kind of presence.

A petite frame, a terrifying roar.

If she was fierce enough too, she would be another Bernadette through and through.

Marshall was already trembling all over.

Lily lowered her head and drank her beer too, not daring to meet the coach's eyes.

Adam invited her to sit down with a smile. His natural rapport with women instantly soothed the furious, near-hysterical coach, restoring her to her normal sweet and gentle state.

"Sure, no problem, anything is fine..."

The petite tyrannosaurus of a coach sat primly beside Adam, her words soft and cloyingly cute.

The stark contrast left both Marshall and Lily staring in disbelief.

Ted watched the show with a smile from the side.

But before long, he could no longer smile.

"Working out improves a person's overall vitality. It's very beneficial."

The petite coach explained seriously to Adam.

"Right, that's why Marshall and Ted make a point of going to the gym."

Adam nodded.

"Him?"

The petite coach glanced at Ted. "He's never worked out."

"What?!"

Marshall and Lily cried out in unison.

"Who says so? I went!"

Ted's expression changed drastically. "Lily, Marshall, I went with you. Have