for one so small, you seem so strong

[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.]