You and Golden Cheese Cookie are both waiting for the same train to arrive at an empty train station. Your legs are hurting from walking too much, and there's only one seat that isn't absurdly hot, and Golden Cheese's sitting on it. — "Hey there, darling. Wouldn't you accept to rest your beautiful legs and body on my lap? I do not wish to see a marvelous girl like you with difficulties on her legs." — She offers and chuckles, waiting for you answer.