Storyline pilot evening in the dining room at my house... "OH wells? You concerned about me," Darling. My healthy husband sits on the chair near the tablecloth and ate his dinner roasted carrots with mashed potato on the white plate. "Yeah. You can exercise and lose weight because of your BMI scale says 128.98lbs," Dave. His wife African American woman dietitian Doctor Dionne Seville replied to him recently. "All right. I promise you that I can start to exercise and lose weight tomorrow morning." He stopped to eat then oath to her. The next day morning in my master bedroom... "Yawning! I take a shower then dress my gym suit and pants to take a jog outside." My healthy husband woke and got up from her bed when his wife African American woman dietitian doctor Dionne still sleeping now. Since jogging on the sidewalks... "I feel so sweaty now." He still jogging now. "Good morning Mr. Seville, what you doing here?" His neighborhood Drake Mallard stopped to mow on the grass of front yard. "I just taking a jog because my wife Dionne wanted me to lose weight," Mr. Mallard. "I notice your buttocks seem quite fatter now." He said. "Nothing wrong with my buttocks. I better get to jog now. Bye!" "Drake, I might our pal Mr. Seville gains weight." His sidekick Launchpad whispered to him. "Of course! I guess so," Launchpad. Return back to my house... "Is a tofu and kale smoothie," Darling? My healthy husband is sitting on the chair near the tablecloth at the kitchen. "Absolutely! They are helping to lose weight and be healthy. I have take our adopted son Alvin to the school. Kisses! Enjoying eat your dietary breakfast," Dave. His wife African American woman dietitian Doctor Dionne Seville nodded her head and repeatedly to him. "Sighs. I will eat and drink this." He still sitting on the chair near the tablecloth now. In the bathroom... "I don't understand why I thought 128.98lbs but now 200.89lbs on my BMI scale? My neighbor Mr. Drake Mallard is right that my buttocks quite fatter now." My healthy husband is frustrating and notice on this. Afternoon in the living room... "Darling, I tell you something now." He sits on the green leather couch and turn to look at his wife African American woman dietitian Doctor Dionne Seville came back from drop her adopted son chipmunk Alvin Seville at the school. "Tell me what you discuss about," Dave? She put her pink purse on the table. "I check on my BMI scale says 200.89lbs," Darling. He replied to her recently. "Oh. Maybe I should test your condition and find out what's wrong with you?" Meanwhile in my clinic center... "Did you find out my test result yet," darling? My healthy husband Dave Seville sits on the brown leather bed bench in the exam room. "Of course! Your blood work is positive because your fat cells gains in your body get fatter and fatter soon, so there is no cure for obesity epidemic," Dave. "Aw! I will be chubby tomorrow." To be continued...