" Have I mentioned that I grew up working in my much older brother’s dojo?”
“Dojo?” Kerry repeated. “As in karate? Judo?”
“Tae kwon do,” Maddy said. She shot a knowing grin Kerry’s way.
“Ah,” Kerry said, understanding dawning. “And what color would your belt be, jongyeonghaneun yeosong?”
Maddy laughed. “I don’t know if I’m an honorable woman,” she said, surprising Kerry by understanding her very rough Korean. “But my belt, it is black.” Maddy sketched a quick martial arts bow, making both women laugh. They glanced toward the back of the bar at the same time, only to find a grinning Hardy looking their way.
“See? He’s the guy who assumes women are always talking about him,” Kerry said.
“Well, we are,” Maddy replied. “He can’t know we’re discussing how best to dismantle his manhood if he so much as thinks about laying a finger on me.” She said all this with a serene smile.
Hardy lifted his beer in a salute, presumably to Maddy, before downing the rest in a single gulp, as if beer consumption somehow proved his manly man prowess.
“Poor Hardy,” Kerry said with a mock sigh. “But then, he never did seem big on wanting to have children. Just ask his ex-wife.” She ducked her chin as both women shared another laugh before continuing with their work.
After that, the rest of the night didn’t seem all that arduous. Maddy was happy to return Kerry’s wingman favor, and between the two of them, they managed to distract, deflect, or defend much of the ribbing being thrown Kerry’s way and actually had a much better time doing it than Kerry would have imagined. "

― Donna Kauffman , Starfish Moon (Brides of Blueberry Cove, #3)