"Wait, back up. So you're saying that even after you spend a ton of time filling out a sheet you still have to roll dice for random results? Sounds like gambling. Nerdy gambling."

Zane let out a loud snort as he finished talking and switched his towel from one shoulder to the other. The much smaller Joey was trying to keep pace beside him while explaining the method of playing some game he called 'Crypts and Krayts'. Zane quite enjoyed a good game, but this was nothing like the family fun type games he was used to playing. Zane also was no stranger to gambling. If he wanted to do that then he would go down to the Shatterstar and play holopoker on the machines. That was his Tuesday night for quite some time. He didn't get down to the Shatterstar much anymore. Not since he and Joey started hanging out more.

"It sounds like hologames with extra steps."

The threshold of the station's gym was visible ahead; with it's bright lights and threatening machinery. Joey had promised to help Zane get back into shape, although Zane had reasons to believe that he had less than good intentions behind that offer. He had let slip something about Zane's gut getting in the way. Zane was willing to give it a try. He was less willing to drink this dreadful water stuff that Joey insisted was necessary to lose the weight. Water has no alcohol in it. Awful.