As I approached the counter, I heard laughter and chatter in the small room behind the smoothie counter. The employees were behind there, popping beer cans open and chugging them one after another. They all surrounded one gigantic guy with an orange-colored tan named Keith, as they were shouting and cheering and spraying him down with popped champagne, as if they were celebrating a World Series championship or something. About 9 or 10 people that were in the room were all chanting "Keith! Keith! Keith! Keith!" Four of them then picked Keith Friberg up on their shoulders and were all saying "Hooray!", as they tossed him up and down in the air just a couple feet.

Keith then yelled to them "I told you, I'd drive her out of business!!!" They again cheered and chanted "Keith! Keith! Keith!" over and over again. "All I had to do was break in and take her recipe book!", Keith yelled, as he smiled. "We will never have to deal with Denise again! I shut her down, just as I single-handedly shut down Rutgers' offense back in 88!", Keith yelled. Everyone in the back room kept chugging beers and cheering over and over again.

Keith then approached me and said to his employees, "this is how you take care of your customers... watch!" He then offered me his best smoothie drink, The Hunka Chunka", which I gladly accepted. He said "Ok... I'll whip that smoothie up for you, which I thought how to make all by myself!" He then turned around and winked at his employees, sending them to an uproar of cheers. Keith grabbed a menu hanging on the wall that read "Denise Fischer's Super Secret Smoothie Recipes", and he began reading it.

As Keith made my smoothie, he asked what my name was. "Paul", I replied. "Ok Paul," he said. "This is gonna be the greatest smoothie you'll ever taste." He then grabbed the smoothie, poured it in a cup, and wrote something in which I assumed was my name on the outside of the cup. As I turned the cup around, I was shocked to find that it read "Fat Slob" on it. Totally offended, I said "no thank you. You are the rudest guy I've ever met in my life." I turned around and walked toward the exit. Keith immediately sent one of his employees over to block the exit, as the employee said "you're not going anywhere."

Keith then came up to me from behind saying "you're gonna pay for this smoothie whether you like it or not", as he put his hands on my shoulders and looked me directly in my eyes, hinting that he'll give me the worst beating of my life. Then he said "you know what, Paul? I like you. I'm gonna give you a good deal, you fat pig," he said. "I don't offer this to anyone. But I'm gonna take care of you. Only $12," he said. I paid the ridiculous price, only because I was scared out of my mind at the size of Keith, and calmly exited the gym.