"I'll take it slow then, you need to loosen up or else you'll struggle." Blaine said as he unrolled the mat he had in yhe mirrored room and walked to the studios door, closing it so he could keep it private. The inside was playing doft relaxing music, meditative, pensive strumming of a suitar perhaps. Blaine lit some small incense, to let the smoke travel and making a calming smell. "Do you prefer hot yoga or normal yoga?"