[A towel-clad Grell enters the room, tying her hair up for her little dip. Her Houndoom tails her, looking a tad grumpy because sitting in water isn't really his idea of relaxing, but his trainer forced him along anyway.
Noticing that she has company, she smiles, motioning toward the spring.]
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Noticing that she has company, she smiles, motioning toward the spring.]
Mind if I join you, dear?