Michael goes alone.

"What are you waiting for, Michael. I am not letting you in the car with poopy underwear on. Go find that daycare and get cleaned up!" Kylee ordered Michael.

"I can wait here with you," Emily said, tenderly touching Kylee on the shoulder, "I wanted to talk about some poses you could practice at home anyway."

Feeling dismissed, Michael took off looking for the daycare. He felt like a penguin as he waddled through the hallways of the New You Gym trying to both limit the amount of poop being smeared on his ass and keeping it from falling out the leg of his shorts.

As he walked through the halls, Michael was impressed by the large number of very attractive women in the gym. He definitely did not remember this from his initial tour.

Relatively quickly, Michael found the door down to the basement. He definitely didn't remember going down here during his tour, or, curiously, the fact that the gym had a daycare.

The basement was creepy. There were no if, ands, or buts about it. The lighting, great in the rest of the building, was somehow too dim and too bright at once. The hallway was filled with the electrical hum of old, fluorescent lightbulbs. A few of the overhead lights blinked on an off at odd intervals.

As Michael walked through the hall, it became clearer and clearer to him why no one showed this to him and Kylee during their first tours of the building. Eventually, Michael made it to the last door in the hallway. A sign over the door labeled it the "New You Gym Kid's Club." Michael pulled open the door, hoping this was the right place.

Michael took a look inside.