Jay hadnt wasted any time with getting started on the bench pressing. After loading the plates onto the barbell he had immediately laid on the bench and began lifting. Shagrath wasn't quite sure how to react to it. He had to pretend like he knew what he was doing so he quickly hovered his hands underneath the barbell, keeping the same distance from it as Jay lifted up and down. As Jay was lifting, the tank top that he was wearing shifted over his body, and as it was doing so Shagrath noticed some strange looking needle marks on his body. No wonder he had made so much money from competition winnings, the man was clearly juicing. Now Shagrath didnt particularly care about this specific detail, but it was an interesting discovery to make and such a very boring quest. Shagrath found himself lost in though about the roids, when he came back to reality and noticed that Jay was struggling with his rep. His face was bright red, and he was wearing the kind of expression that one wears when he's trying to push out a larger than average turd. The veins all over Jay's bicep were bulging and he had some sort of Ginyu force thing going on with his forehead. Shag sprang into action, applying light pressure at first, not wanting to assist too much with the lift. The key to good spotting appeared to be applying just the right amount of pressure so that the rep can be completed, but not too much so that it's too easy. With a heavy exhale and some kind of barbarian grunt, Jay lifted the barbell all the way and placed it back on the rack.
"Good job there big guy. Youre a pretty strong boy huh"
Shagrath figured that Jay was finished, he looked pretty exhausted from the last lift.
"Yeah be on standby, im just gonna go to the uh bathroom real quick"
As Jay rushed into the bathroom, Shagrath noticed the twinkle of a fresh needle come out of his pockets. Clearly off to pop some of the good old roids in his butt before one last lift. Again, Shag didnt really care too much about all of this. He was getting paid either way and he could give less of a damn about weight lifting competitions and the integrity of the competitors.
After about five minutes Jay came back from the bathroom and began loading up an obscene amount of plates onto the barbell, again wasting no time at all with laying back on the bench and lifting almost immediately. Astonishingly, he didnt appear to be struggling at all with this ridiculously more heavy lift. However after many vigorous reps, Shagrath noticed the familiar sight of the red face, forehead and arm veins bulging. Once again he stepped into action and applied just enough pressure on the weight so that Jay could finish. The barbarian grunt was uttered, the barbell was lifted, and the quest was complete. Shagrath grabbed his payment and left, uncomfortable in the presence of a juiced up steroid monkey.
(Mission complete)