[She's usually better than this, she swears. It's just the gear always seems to catch her at her worst moments.]

Actually I do. Several of them, in fact. If I can just pull out the right ball...

[Her hand fumbles at her side and she plucks off one of her balls, tossing it out to reveal...

Her Snorlax.

She blinks a couple of times, then rubs the sand from her eyes.]

Well, that wasn't what I was going for, but at least she'll keep me sheltered.