He stands, and I do, and I follow him out of the coffee shop.  Walking the city streets, he leads me to...a warehouse?  It seems kind of weird to talk about training when we're here...does he expect me to parkour crates or something?  Of course, we move through the stacks of crates and find the hidden part at the back, where there's...I really don't know how to describe it other than the lovechild of Ninja Warrior, MXC, and American Gladiator.  Well...it's something.<br/><br/>I also notice more catgirls.  Except these ones look less soft and fluffy.  Well...somewhat.  "Okay."  I'm...not really sure what I'm going to do for clothes here.  "Do they give you workout clothes, or are we saying this is a street fight?"  I point to two of the catgirls, who are in workout clothes.  "Didn't exactly bring those, Junior."  I notice that they're also in pads for the head and other various body parts, but I figure those you can get here.