You wake up, seeing the sun shining through the window. As you head downstairs with a smile, you see your huge, muscular Mienshao in her tight-fitting yellow and red dress, sitting in a chair, sipping tea. She's very calm, smiling when she sees you.

"Good morning, trainer. Would you like some tea? Come sit."

She says, patting her lap, though in a way where you can tell that she's not really asking, but commanding. Her muscles flex, casually, waiting for you.