"How unusual is it? Tell me more." Stones was gossiping, leaning in.
"It's just unusual," Agüero joked, "Recently, after training in the morning, I passed by the medical room and saw Gracie Sea sitting inside. I asked her why she hadn't gone off work yet, and she smiled bitterly saying she couldn't leave as she had to give Tang Long a massage therapy. This has happened several times."
"The club should pay Miss Grace overtime," Stones said.
"That's nonsense. Her dad's the mayor; she wouldn't care about a little overtime pay," Agüero smirked, "She's happy, you see. She just loves doing therapy for Tang Long. If it were someone else, you'd see if she'd do overtime."
Stones suddenly understood, clapped his forehead.
"That's why! No wonder once after training I went looking for her to cup me, and she shrugged it off as being busy, telling me to go straight to the Chinese clinic in Chinatown. Turns out all of Gracie's time is given to Tang!"
