He drove into the car park, but then struggled to find a single vacant spot. In a huff, he exited the car park (stage left) and reluctantly parked two blocks up the street, and trotted back to the gym. When he entered the front door, he immediately noticed the floor was chock-full of sweaty bodies puffing, pumping and straining.
Harry proceeded to take a tour of the gym with the puffy manager. At the end of the tour, the puffy manager took him through the prices and membership options. Harry was happy with the club and amenities, but had one overwhelming concern.