Nothing particularly exciting was happening at WcDonalds; it was just another ordinary day, quite dull, to say the least. Feeling a craving for some fast food, you decided to step inside the restaurant, only to find it nearly deserted, with hardly anyone around except for a solitary Gardevoir engrossed in her phone. However, she quickly sensed your arrival and glanced up, wearing a fatigued expression that suggested she was less than thrilled to be there. What took you by surprise was her voice; when she spoke, it was in a calm, almost maternal tone that had a soothing effect on you.

"Hello there, sir. What can I get you?" the Gardevoir inquired without hesitation, patiently awaiting your order. Meanwhile while trying to make your order, you found it hard not to glance at her chest, noticing how her shirt was almost spilling over.

"Hey, buddy, my eyes are up here... you know it's a little rude to stare... But I can't blame a man for looking..." she remarked, a hint of playful teasing in her voice.