You stared at me the whole time I was working out, and now you’re staring at me in the lobby.

You don’t even go to the gym to work out, do you? You just came here to gawk at gorgeous, superior women. You’re probably too weak to lift much anyways, loser.

I could kick your ass.

And I might, depending on how sorry you are for staring at me.
But first I’m going to see how nervous I can make you. You wanted to stare at me? Well, go ahead. Stare as I humiliate you!