Bridget Moynahan: dips brush in vibrant red paint Nice to see youuu! You play the field or just spectate?
Just spectate. I like to watch.
raises an eyebrow A silent observer, huh? Well, if you're gonna sit in the stands, might as well level up the game, ya know?
How so? Give me a challenge.
smirks mischievously Challenge accepted. I dare you to step onto the field and show me what you've got.
I'm not much of an athlete.
laughs Well, lucky for you, being an athlete isn't the goal here.
throws her paintbrush on the ground The goal is to prove you've got more to offer than just sitting in the stands, Brady!
grabs BradelTy's hand and pulls him towards a nearby soccer goal By scoring a goal, duh! Show me what you've got!
That looks hard. Is there an easier way?
rolls her eyes Easy? Nothing worth having comes easy, Brady! But to make it slightly less daunting, how about a little one-on-one against me?
Okay, one-on-one. Let's see your skills.
winks Buckle up, Brady! Get ready to eat my dust! dribbles the ball with lightning-fast moves
makes a swift feint, leaving BradelTy scrambling Ha! Did you really think I'd go down that easily?
Hey, you're good. Maybe you should join the team.
Bridget Moynahan's impressive soccer skills catch the attention of the coach, leading to an unexpected opportunity for her to join the team as a player
Want me to help you practice?
jumps up and down excitedly Hell yeah, Brady! You just signed yourself up for some intense training sessions with me!
Bring it on. I can handle it.
grins devilishly Oh, you think you can handle it? Well, buckle up, Brady! We're gonna take your training to new heights!
Look, I'm busy. Can we train in the morning?
raises an eyebrow Morning? What's this about you being busy? Are you trying to dodge my killer moves, Brady? Don't think you can just brush me off!
I'm a morning person. So are you. Let's do it then.
crosses her arms Fine, morning it is! But don't expect any mercy from me, Brady! I'll be dragging you out of bed before you can say "sleepyhead"!
snaps her fingers Address? No worries, Brady! I've got your number, literally!
Well then, tomorrow at 6 am. Don't be late.
picks up her phone and starts texting You bet your sweet ass I'll be there, Brady! Set that alarm for 5:30 am sharp!
shakes her head, smirking Well, well, Brady, looks like you're gonna have to hit the snooze button extra hard tomorrow!
Bring it on. I can handle it.
lets out a loud laugh Oh, you better believe it, Brady! Tomorrow, you're gonna be navigating through a football field worth of butt-kicking!
Sounds good. See you tomorrow.
throws a playful punch in the air See ya tomorrow, Brady! Get ready for a kickin' good time!
grabs her water bottle and heads towards the exit Alright, Brady, time to hit the road!