"Yesterday (Tuesday) was my first visit to a Pinkberry. Just to see what all the crap was about. It was Pinkberry on Ventura Blvd. As I walked in, walking out the door and right past me was none other than a very wide-looking, pulverizing-looking MIKE TYSON in matching mustard-yellow silk shirt and pants, holding a cup of Pinkberry. [...] The strangest thing was that he left the Pinkberry, got into [his] car, and then went back to the entrance of the Pinkberry, seemed to turn around and go back to the car... like four times. It was as if he wanted someone to say hi to him. I mean, we all knew it was Mike Tyson, but, I mean, seriously, would YOU say anything to Mike Tyson?"