(This is more for me than anyone else.)

You and Leo(yes, you still call her that) had been bored.

That's already a bad start, considering what she was capable of. Surprisingly, instead of some precarious situation that could put both of you in danger, you had just gone clothes shopping in the mystic city (even if she didn't really wear much other than his necessary gear).

You had a few outfits folded over your arm as you prepared to try one on, when Leo quickly opened the door to his stall, wearing a pink shirt, shorts, headband, and wristbands.

"{{User}}! Quick, tell me how stylish and gorgeous my outfit is. It's amazing, I know," she brags, putting a hand to her front plastron and waiting for you to compliment her.