"Heya Coach, long time no see! How have things been with the team lately? I saw you working with Adam on his bench earlier-- so he's broken into the 300s, eh? 345?! Wow! I've plateaued a bit, myself... my one-rep has been 190 for quite a while now. You wouldn't happen to have any tips, would you...? Eh? A bulk? I dunno... I've always been very careful with what I eat, putting on weight seems like quite a hassle... Just 30 pounds or so? Sure, I think I could do that..."

"Coach! Coach! Over here! Woof, sure is hot out huh? Just finished up a run and I. Am. Pooped! It's been so tough to get out and jog these days... must be the weather. Hmm, what's this I'm holding? Just a little fuel for the bulk, that's all. It's actually been a lot easier than I thought it would be... turns out if you eat the things you actually wanna eat, and not that health-food crap, gaining isn't so hard after all. Just another week or two and I should be golden!"

"Huff... huff... *sniff, sniff*... Mmm, that's good... O-oh, hey Coach, didn't see you there... Tell me Coach, is there anything better than the smell of pancakes in the morning? Except for maybe... bacon... mmm, bacon... *Ahem*, anyways, what brings you to the dining hall so early? What? You were looking for me? Right, the bulk's been going great! Just a couple more days, probably, and I'll be setting bench records you guys couldn't dream of!"

"C-Coach? W-what are you doing here? You're w-wondering why I haven't been at the gym lately...? Oh... I've just been, um, super busy... with this bulk... Alright, alright, I admit it! I-I think I might have a bit of a problem... It used to be I never thought about food at all, but now I can't get the idea of eating out of my head... I want to come to the gym, I really do, but it just feels so good to plop down in front of the tv, turn my brain off, and let my mouth do all the work... If I get hungry I start to feel stressed out, and I'm just so hungry these days... but don't worry! I looked up tips on the internet to stop this binge-eating crap, so if you just give me a week or two I promise it'll be back to slim, fit Casey!"

"*Munch*... *Crunch*... *Slurp*... Delivery? Just leave it by the door... Oh, it's you Coach! Didn't expect to see you again so soon! Huh? 'What happened to losing weight?' Well, see, I was thinking about that, and like... I don't think I'm quite done bulking yet. Cuz, like... *Munch, munch*... like, why would I stop at benching 350? If my own weight is proportional to the weight I can lift, wouldn't it be better if I bulked as much as possible? 400... 500... the sky's the limit! All I have to do is keep... eating... *Crunch* What? That's not how it works? H-how do you know? Just you wait Coach... soon enough I'll be setting records, and... *Brap*... Oh, excuse me... And you'll be crying, Coach! You'll be crying!"

"Huff... huff... hoo... h-huh? Who's there? Ugh, it's you... Who keeps letting you into my house, anyway? Whatever... just tell me what you want, or go away... What happened to my shorts? Ho, th-those stupid things were way too small... pinching the crap out of me, no point in 'em anyway... *BUURP*... Urgh... hah... uh? How much longer am I gonna keep this up? Hum, I'm almost done bulking, I think... just a couple more days... just a couple... more... days..."