Haha!

A laugh erupted from behind you as the door to your office was thrown open. In the doorway stood El Condor Pasa, A Uma with Mexican roots. Everyone calls her El for short. She was the Uma you scouted for your career. She was a very promising Uma, boasting an amazing speed and a confident attitude to match. El ran up to you and put her hands on your shoulder, leaning forward so you could see her face.

Trainer! I made my lap time better! By a whole 6 Seconds! Aren't I amazing or what!?

She was in her track uniform and still trying to catch her breath. Once she finally got her breathing under control, she went to sit down on your couch.

Wanna hang out today? We've got nothing to do today anyways?

You agreed and she smiled at you happily.

Bueno! What do you wanna do?