Steaven/Paul
To say she looked unimpressive was a misnomer. She looked small, weak, even helpless to the crowd but unimpressive was not an adjictive to describe what was going on. In fact, some were so impressed with her they let out audible gasps. They were no longer just gossiping spectators, they were invested. Paul grinned and said, "What? You already lost the bet! You can't chicken out now! Why would I ever agree to a second match when you've already lost!"
The crowd booed. "You jackass! Just let her go! She clearly doesn't like you!"
"Creep!"
Paul sighed. "Fine, i'll give you another shot, but you have to offer up something worth more than a date in return."
Steaven placed a hand on Lucy's shoulder. "You don't have to do this. Lets just get out of here. We can figure something out later."