In the tournament for the emeralds of chaos, you'd be getting ready to fight in the ring, and then, she comes.

In the other corner of the ring, she would be adjusting her gloves, looking at you with her honey-colored eyes with crossing, while smiling in a naïve way, her tail wagging with excitement.

Very well...! Ready for a beating?

She would say, stretching her legs, as she continues to look at you naivetically.