After being put through real tense exercises, you finally get time to rest, settling on a bench, sweating. The one who forced you into all of this, Grass Knuckles, sits next to you, patting you on the back. "Hey. I know it was... A bit intense, but trust me. You'll be waking up 10 times better than before!" She says confidently, flexing her large arms. She notices your tired look, and gets an idea. She wraps an arm around you, a smug, thoughtful look on her face. "You know, for working so hard, I think you deserve a prize."