“If you flex, I’ll walk out of here. Right now.” He winks. “Ah, you’re right. I wouldn’t want the gun show to blow you away.” I simply shake my head, chuckling under my breath as Hayes drags me over to meet a few of his friends from other NHL teams. I shake hands and smile as we rotate from cluster to cluster, finally ending our pilgrimage at a large, intimidating man. He’s gathered a small throng of people with whatever fascinating story he’s telling, and they all burst out into laughter like there’s some kind of cue card in the distance. The stoic-faced man greets Hayes with a smile, then
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