William was a 6” tall 220lb string bean of a man, always lanky and awkward in how he walked and behaved. He walked into the gym, hoping that they might help him with his problem maybe? As he walked around he saw all kinds of people with workers who seemed very happy to help. “Can I help you?” Someone said behind him. “I’m not sure? I saw this place and thought it might be able to help me?”
He examined the worker, who had a nice smile, but felt wrong somehow? Almost like he had some kind of double agenda? Didn’t help that he had a thick Russian accent either, but William just passed it off. The man gave him a book of pictures, and said “you pick what your goal is, and if you don’t like what you see, or you have idea what you want, you just tell peter!” He smiled again, and stood there as William pages through. Finally William relaxed and went through the photos, looking up at the man who said he’s peter. He went and said to peter after a minute “I want.....”