The dictaphone

The next day, as Dakota was doing her usual routine while smiling at her camera for her live, she noticed a guy approaching.

"Uh, sorry guys!" Dakota said to the camera "Looks like someone didn't notice I was busy here, just wait a second!"

Dakota stood up and gave an angry stare at the quite random guy coming to her. He looked like he was dressed with the local gym clothes, but she never saw him there before. And she didn't like being bothered while she was making money. The boy came to her, smiling, despite her not-so-happy face.

"Excuse me sir, but I'm quite busy there!" Dakota warned him.
"I just wanted to chat a bit with you, that's all." Steve answered, ignoring her warning.
"And I said I was busy." Dakota angrily answered "If you're a fan, you need to know I hate stalkers. So you'd better leave or I'll call security. If you're there because you need advice, I'm available as a coach, and you'll have all my fees at the reception desk. Now, have a good day, sir!"

She then returned to her bench, back all smiling to the camera.

"Hi, sorry guys, just another new user in the gym needing some help! Back to us..."

Steve didn't really like her attitude... maybe he should teach her a thing or two?