I usually get the 17 year old broccoli heads in pajamas that’ll come up and ask what I’m on like we’re some kind of friends or buddies (when we’ve never spoken a word to each other—90% of the time I’ve never seen them before)
if they’re fragrant or rude in their approach I’ll just stare them down until they get uncomfortable and start to rethink their approach (you can see their pupils start to dilate when the panic kicks in)
If theyre atleast somewhat chill and private about it, the response is usually something along the lines of “nothing worth discussing”, then back to my set.
Don’t get me wrong, a lot of them are mostly chill and just want to try to act like your bro or something, but then you get the occasional obnoxious ones that come over all cocky like they’re entitled to a response and yell it loud enough for the rest of the gym floor to hear. It’s the second approach I don’t appreciate