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[Clover is holding her gear in one hand. While she's in her usual pigtails and earmuffs, her outfit is entirely different. It's clearly a black uniform trimmed with white and topped with a lacy white apron. She's walking away from one of the restaurants in Cherrygrove, looking a little bushed.]
I can't believe I was nearly late for work today! At least I only have to work a couple more days before I get my pay.
...Hey, that rhymed!
[A continuous squawking that sounds like spear-spear-spear-spearow is suddenly heard - which almost sounds like a laugh. She sighs, stops, and looks up to the sky. A Spearow swoops down onto her favorite perch - Clover's shoulder. The girl looks at the Pokémon and gives it The Look. Which, she realizes, is something that she's been doing a lot lately with this one.]
Yeah, I get it, watching me scramble around for my uniform was funny. I get it. You didn't have to follow me to work just to laugh at me, Jackie.
[Jackie doesn't say anything more, but lifts a wing to groom it as they go.]
