Jin rubbed his hands up and down Xiaoyu's back, savouring the sweet scent of her rose shampoo. His jaw hurt, but he was sure some aspirin would fix it right away. The small girl in his arms nuzzled her forehead against his chest. "I'm so proud of you," she said. He had easily taken out the newcomer, Steve Fox. Jin admired boxing as a sport, but the British man's punches left him wide open for Jin's sweeps and low kicks. He had won the match in record time.

"Thanks," Jin said. He kissed Xiaoyu's forehead. "Want to go get some coffee?" Her eyes lit up at the mention of caffeine, and she nodded eagerly. They joined hands and headed back toward the hotel. There was a trendy coffee shop along the way.

"I hope I can make it to the finals," Xiaoyu said as they walked.

"I'm sure you'll have no problem."

"Hopefully not. It's just that I'm not as strong as a lot of the other fighters here."

"Yeah, but what you lack in strength, you more than make up for in speed. You're going to make it, I'm sure."

I wish I knew how this Craig Marduk guy fights. And what he looks like."

"I've seen him. He's a big guy. And from what I hear, he just got out of jail after killing some guy in a bar brawl."

"Gee, thanks for boosting my confidence!" she scoffed.

"Sorry, I'm just telling you what I know. Besides, from what I've heard, he's about as quick as the Jack robots."

"Well... at least I've got that advantage." They walked in silence the rest of the way to the coffee shop.