The sparkles (nonexistent or not) faded in favor of a warmer grin. She liked traveling as much as anybody, but sometimes it was nice to just take your time and enjoy all of the sights (and treasures) that a city like Goldenrod had to offer.

And if it wasn't twenty degrees colder than she was used to, that would have been nice, too. Why did this always happen? Why couldn't the weather cooperate with warm temperatures when she decided to wear something other than her usual outfit? At least she still had her muffler then, even if wearing a skirt never helped her legs.

"Sounds like a plan to me, too." It was belated, but there nonetheless, and she pressed herself a little closer against him. Hey, if Johan was there, he might as well share the warmth.