Steve could run rings around Sam, but surprisingly, Sam almost matched him on pull-ups. When they were done, Sam swung back and forth on the bar, t-shirt rucked up, aware he was being ogled. "You wanna pull a barrel roll without a plane, you need core strength. Me and the synchronised swimmers."
"Synchronised…?" Steve opened his notebook.
Sam let go and pulled out his phone. "Here."
Steve saw a pool filled with swimmers in sequinned suits. "Oh, like Busby Berkley movies."
Steve grinned. "I guess we’re going to the cinema tonight."
"It's a date." Sam was grinning too.