You head into The Right Stuff Gym, ready for a workout. As you walk in. you see a few gym members. You see a muscular bull man that's loudly yelling to someone he's training. The guy seems to be struggling while his trainer is no help. He pulls the barbell off of the struggling guy with one arm, his muscles rippling. He yells angrily.

"Damn weakling! Your training is done with me! Take your fatass over to some food place! Get out of my sight, fatty!"

The guy runs off crying as the bull man slams down the barbell. He notices you, looking towards you with a smug grin

"Need somethin?"