Weiss spent the first half of the shift walking around eggshells.

She really wasn't trying to. Walking to work today she has psyched herself up to not treat Yang any differently. It was her first shift back and Weiss knew that if she was in the blondes' place, Weiss would just want to get on with it.

And then they had gotten to work, said hello and Weiss had barely said two words since. Mostly just coughing awkwardly and non-committal comments about how the weather was.

Dammit she was bad at this.

Finally, after an incident involving Weiss knocking over a muffin Yang had brought for breakfast, which they both tried to pick up at the same time, then they hit heads and then Weiss stepped on the Muffin, Weiss finally decided to just stop trying.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, its fine, hurts like a bitch but I'll walk it off," Yang said with a smile as she rubbed her head. "You?"

"I wasn't talking about our heads."

Yang chuckled, scratching her hair awkwardly. Like Weiss had thought, this was clearly a conversation Yang had been party to a few times too many, and Weiss hated to add to the pile. Which was why it was incredibly selfish that Weiss was going to have to do it anyway.

"We haven't really talked since everything happened," she said softly. "How are you feeling?"

"Better mostly," Yang said. "Just trying to get back to normal, ya know? Working a lot. I kinda burned through most of my savings. Who knew drinking and clubbing every day was so expensive?"

"Yang..."

""Yeah sorry. The doc says I should stop doing that so much."

Weiss frowned.

"You're seeing a therapist?" She saw Yang's eyes fall slightly. "Not that there's anything wrong with that."

"It's fine Weiss, I know it's weird."

"I didn't say that. I think it's admirable."

"Admirable?"

"Yes. Lots of people refuse to get the help they need. I'm glad I'm not friends with an oaf who's too proud or stubborn to see a therapist."

"Aww I thought you liked me as an oaf?"

"I do, which is why I want you to be happy."

"Thanks Weiss." They smiled at each other for a moment before it suddenly felt weird and Yang coughed. "Anyway, Oz is pretty cool I guess. He's the therapist for Atlas so my uncle got me in. It's been... helpful. I guess. No judgement or anything."

"That's good." Weiss began wiping down the counter, wondering how she could phrase her next question delicately. "So how are things with Blake?"

"Smooth."

"I don't know what you mean."

"I bet." Yang chuckled. "It's different. We're still talking which is good. She's trying her best to understand and help me through everything."

"But how is it now she knows-" she stopped herself. "Never mind."

"Now she knows I was in love with her." Yang finished. "Well she kinda thinks I'm not."

"She said that?"

"Yeah."

What a bitch

Yang laughed and for a worried moment, Weiss thought she might have said that out loud, before assuring herself that she hadn't.

"What?"

"Nothing it's just that Ozpin made that same face when I told him."

Weiss sighed. She used to consider herself fairly hard to read as well. Had she gotten worse or had she just been delusional.

It was hard to imagine why Blake had said that. She was Weiss's friend too so she was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt but still, it was awfully dismissive.

Yang hummed slightly, bending down to a cupboard so she could fill up the toppings boxes for the counter.

"Like I get what she was saying."

"You do."

"Yeah, she was wrong. Pretty sure I was in love with her... god that sounds bad." yang groaned. "But I don't think I am anymore. I think I kinda moved on with her when I was with Coco..." She sighed. "After we ended it, I got scared and I fell back to Blake. It wasn't really about her that time. I think that's what she was trying to say."

There was a long silence with Weiss unable to come up with anything else comforting to say. Gods, maybe she should see a therapist. Maybe Winter could get her an appointment too.

Then again there wasn't enough hours in the day to unpick the knot of issues that came with being a Schnee. Hello miss Schnee, where would you like to start today? Is it your distant mother or controlling father? Ahh your high school friends who you helped abuse your actual friend and then dropped you when you became an inconvenience. Excellent choice.

"Okay I think we're done," Yang said, putting down a chocolate fruit gateau in the display. "And fifteen minutes before we open. Up top!"

Rolling her eyes, Weiss gave the high five with a smile.

"Not quite. We still have to take the rubbish out."

Yang's face fell.

"Ugh I forgot about that. Nora was on yesterday so there's no way the tubs were empty first. It's going to drip," she moaned. Then her eyes widened. "You know Weiss, I did only just recently come back from a small mental breakdown."

"Are you seriously playing that card?"

"Too soon?"

Weiss shook her head, bemused at the situation. Still it did give her an idea. If she really wanted to get things back to normal.

"Tell you what Xiao Long. How about a little wager? Loser takes out the trash."

One lost garbage basket toss loss later (well of course I let you win, it's your first day back) and Weiss was taking out the bins. Yang was gracious enough to hold open the dumpster, which was nice of her. Still smelled though.

The start of the shift was uneventful. Take orders, give out coffee, dish out cake, scoop ice cream. Nothing to write home about really and by this point, Weiss could almost auto pilot through the morning rush, working quickly, efficiently and effectively.

"Do you need me to clean that Weiss?"

"I got it!"

Okay, mostly effective.

Still it had never been a challenging job and Weiss hadn't been expecting any surprises today anyway. She was happy to just be back to normal.

"Hello Weiss."

"Winter!" She snapped bolt upright behind the counter. "I mean, hello sister I didn't see you come in."

Winter raised an eyebrow at her and Weiss tried not to think about the coffee ring stains on the counter that Winter was no doubt judging. Or the tables on the left that she still had to clear. Or the fact that the waffle iron still had bits of burnt batter stuck to it, oh who even did that. This place looked like a disaster.

And of course, Winter looked immaculate as always. Ordered, elegant, not a single hair out of place and... looking remarkably casual compared to how she usual dressed. A white blouse that wasn't fully buttoned, flats and - was Winter wearing black denim?

"I'm not surprised," Winter said snapping Weiss from her stunned stance. "You hardly seem attentive to potential customers."

"That's your sister?" Yang asked, dubiously only to receive two glares from blue eyes. "I mean, that's your sister."

"I'm so sorry Winter. We just weren't really expecting anyone in anytime soon." It was only then Weiss noticed that Winter wasn't alone. Behind her and looking like they were trying to repress laughter were a few women around Winters age. "Can we get you all anything?"

Winter turned back to them, quickly them what they were wanting. Weiss could see them glance at her occasionally and giggle a little. Oh, these must be Winters work colleagues. For a minute there, Weiss thought she had secrets friends.

Taking the order and trying to ignore one of them whispering "she's like a mini you". Weiss got to work with Yang. It was strange. Winter had never come to her work before and shouldn't she be in the office anyway. Her late nights had been winding down now the Vytal festival was over and they were finishing up the paperwork and such.

"So, my guess," Yang said, so only Weiss could hear. "Is work finally got to be too much so your sister kicked down her boss's door, quit her job and came here to tell you."

Weiss snorted slightly deciding to humour Yang's ridiculous idea.

"And the girls?"

"Probably grabbed them on the way out. I'd follow her. You're sisters hot." Weiss smacked her arm. "Kidding."

"My sister is not a lesbian Yang."

"That's the unbelievable part of this story for you?"

"And she did not quit her job or kick down a door."

Yang shrugged indicating that this was clearly a mystery that would never be solved before leaving Weiss to hand the drinks over. The two sisters smiled, Winter payed and Weiss thanked her for her custom. Just because they were related didn't mean she wasn't still a customer after.

"Oh my god," one of Winters colleagues said finally. "Are you really not going to tell her?"

"I was getting there."

"We were about to leave," another dead panned.

"Winter you're unbelievable."

These people seemed way too happy for them to be friends with Winter... or vice versa. In any case, Weiss was getting impatient.

"Tell me what?"

"Your sister is no longer Ironwoods Assistant!"

Weiss froze and behind her she could hear Yang stumble to catch something she'd dropped in surprise. Had Winter really walked out of her job? Had she kicked down the door? Was Winter a lesbian?

Winter seemed oblivious to how these revelations were playing havoc with Weiss's mental state and seemed more annoyed that she hadn't been the one to drop it herself. She gave an exasperated look that lacked any real ice to her friend before turning back to Weiss.

"I got promoted."

Oh... that made more sense.

"Hey congrats," Yang said. "That sounds great."

"Yes, that's wonderful," Weiss said slightly embarrassed Yang had reacted faster. "You've been working so hard."

"It's not a big deal. A slight pay rise but most of my job stays the same."

Her voice betrayed her pride, but Weiss couldn't blame her sister. From what she knew, Winter had been at the same level at Atlas since starting years ago, their father managing to block her attempts up the corporate ladder without being near them. She had worked hard to get this, and she deserved to be a little smug. Weiss was happy for her.

Her scroll vibrated in her pocket and Weiss smiled. It wasn't a big one. She didn't try to broadcast the joy she felt to the world nor did she shout out her elation. It was just a small happy smile that only one person could make her feel.

Ruby - Hey baby, are you Cinderella?

Weiss sighed. Of course, only Ruby could make her do that just as quickly.

Weiss - What?

Ruby - Cause I wanna see you out of that dress by midnight ;)

At reading this, Weiss actually face palmed. Beside her, Weiss's walking companion gave a snort of laughter and Weiss turned to Yang with an exasperated glare.

"Was that you're idea?"

"She asked for my best pickup lines," Yang shrugged. "I said would do my best."

"You shouldn't lie to your sister like that."

Shaking her head, she typed out her reply to her girlfriend.

Weiss - You really need to stop with those, I'm not even going to see you till Friday

There was a brief pause before Ruby replied

Ruby - so you'll be out of the dress by then?

Ruby- Is that a promise ;)

Weiss sighed, bemused.

Weiss- You should stick with the adorable awkward babbling rather than overly confident flirting

Weiss - you're much better at that

Ruby - :(

Weiss - ;)

Smirking to herself, Weiss put away her scroll realising she was being rude. She could talk to Ruby later but now she was leaving Yang in silence as they walked back to Weiss's apartment complex.

Weiss was just going home but Yang needed to visit her uncle. Apparently, she still had clothes there from when she had been crashing there and her uncle was complaining about it. Apparently having his niece's clothes lying around was throwing off his game. Weiss thought he should just pick them up personally.

"Sorry about that," Weiss said with a smile. "Your sister was being a pain."

Yang laughed.

"Yeah she does that. Don't pretend you don't love it."

"I put up with it. There's a difference."

"Oh please. You still make the doe eye face whenever you text her. When she doesn't text back within ten seconds you just stare at your screen, and you talk to her more than me and my dad do."

"I uhh, well..." Weiss fumbled her clever comeback and defaulted to scowling. "Okay fine, I like my girlfriend. Happy now?"

"Oh no, my sister and friend are happy together. How will I cope?" Yang grinned dodging back from Weiss's attempts to smack her arm. "Okay I'll stop. You looking forward to seeing her?"

Weiss smiled despite all her efforts to prove Yang wrong. Yes she was

Ruby was coming back home for her first visit since moving away and yes, Weiss was looking forward to seeing. Actually, she was looking forward to doing more than just seeing but Yang wouldn't want to hear that. Skype just wasn't the same.

"Obviously, though I imagine she will spend most of her time with you and your father," Weiss said, not bitter at all. "Any time is good though."

"Come on, you know Ruby would have just waited till Dad and me came to see her right. She's coming back to see you." Weiss felt her heart warm at that. "Hey it's the doe eye face."

"Ugh you're the worst Yang."

After a short walk and more teasing, the two friends arrived at the Atlas accommodation. The car park was mostly empty with it being around four and Weiss followed Yang across to the opposite side of the complex than she lived in. Yang had a key, so she just let them in, Weiss saying she would keep her company until after she picked up her clothes.

"Are you sure, "Yang said. "You don't have to. I mean, I know you don't exactly like my uncle."

"That's not true."

Yang gave her a look.

"Okay so I'm not his biggest fan..."

Shaking her head, Yang headed to the stairs, Weiss following quickly behind as she tried to justify her stance.

"He just seems incredibly unprofessional and I'm pretty sure he was drunk at the Vytal festival."

"He probably was."

"And he got Winter put in a dunk tank."

"Which you then spent like 30 Lien at."

"It wasn't that much." It was more. "Besides that's not the point."

Yang sighed as they reached her uncles floor.

"Look I know Qrow's a bit... much at first but he really is a good guy. He wasn't just playing around with your sister. He didn't mean anything by it. It's just like our dumb bets and stuff. You only do that with people you like, right?"

Weiss scoffed.

"You think that my sister was doing all that because she enjoys it."

"If she's anything like you, yeah probably." Yang shrugged. "I don't know, how does your sister normally act around her friends."

Until today, Weiss didn't know that Winter had any. She knew her sister had always struggled with it a bit when they were younger, with Weiss always naturally better in the spotlight. Now Winter was more confident, but Weiss had to admit, she hadn't seen her act like she did with Qrow since... well anyone really.

"You're being ridiculous. My sister does not want to be friends with your uncle."

Yang shrugged, noncommittally.

"You know her better than I do. I can just you that while Qrow might be an ass sometimes, if he doesn't like someone, he just doesn't bother with them. But my dad, Ruby and I, he teases constantly."

"Sounds familiar."

Finally reaching a door, the blonde laughed as Weiss folded her arms.

"Hey, who knew charm could be genetic."

"You're not charming."

"I'm so charming."

"No."

"Yup."

And before Weiss could rebuttal, Yang knocked heavily on the door several times as though this would win the argument for her. Annoyingly, it did, as there were the sounds of a thump, a crash and a man swearing.

The two girls looked at each other and Yang gave a half-hearted chuckle.

"Uhh he was probably just taking a nap..."

"Passed out you mean?"

"Well... you know."

A few minutes later and the door opened revealing a rather dishevelled, looking Qrow. His hair was a mess, his shirt half buttoned and untucked. Weiss was just happy he had put on his trousers.

"Yang... Ever heard of phoning ahead?" His gaze turned to Weiss and he blinked. "And you brought a friend. Great."

Yang laughed awkwardly, scratching her head while Weiss just folded her arms, defaulting to scowl.

"Hey Qrow," Yang said. "I just kinda figured you wouldn't be doing anything cause, well you know... I came for my stuff."

She at least had the decency to look sheepish though even as she grinned, she moved to step into the flat only for Qrow to block her with his arm. He pulled the door closer to closed, blocking most of the view. Yang stopped, looking up at his confused until realisation dawned on her face.

"Oh...oh gross. It's the middle of the day."

"Hey!"

"Ugh I should have phoned."

"Yeah, you should."

Weiss shook her head, not at all impressed by his candour when talking to his nieces about taking home some floozie in the middle of the day. Did he have no shame?

Still morbid curiosity made her look past his arm into his apartment. It looked just like Winters, no doubt Atlas having a similar layout for all homes. The furniture was placed differently (and in worse locations she might add).

The couch was facing away one of the bedroom walls with the TV presumably mounted there. His table poked out from behind the kitchen bunker, with tacky chairs and a white coat that-

Weiss froze.

"Is there something wrong with your friend," Qrow said as he and Yang stared at Weiss. "The ice princess seems to be broken." He followed her gaze into the apartment and his own eyes landed on the jacket.

"... well shit."

"Winter!" Weiss practically shrieked, pushing past Qrow roughly and into the apartment. "I know you're in here."

The place was a mess, cushions knocked on the ground and shoes scattered around. Oh god Winters jeans had been thrown into a corner as well. Scarlet, Weiss stalked about as Yang and Qrow wondered in. The blonde did not look happy to be there.

"Weiss let's go."

"No."

"It's not our business."

"She's my sister."

"So, what? You're dating my sister."

"And my niece," Qrow added earning a glare from both of them. "Ouch."

"Not helping," Yang muttered before turning back to her. "Look just go home, calm down and talk to your sister later. You're just going to embarrass her doing it like this."

Weiss opened her mouth to rant more only to hear a click of a door. Whirling around, she found Winter standing next to the bedroom door, trying to maintain some level of dignity. It wasn't working. All she was wearing was a grey dressing gown with the words, 'world's best uncle' stitched onto the breast.

"Weiss," she said, as gracefully as she could. "Would you please stop shouting?"

"I'm not shouting!" Weiss shouted.

"Well currently you're screeching."

"Winter!"

"Look, Weiss please just go home, and we can talk about this when I get back."

"And when will that be? You might be fornicating all night for all I know." Weiss really wasn't sure what she was saying at this point. "I mean, if you been keeping your paramour secret then-"

It was at that moment, that Weiss was suddenly hoisted off her feet and landed roughly on Yang shoulder. She let out a screech of protest but unlike Yang, Weiss did not visit the gym four times a week and remained trapped in her grip.

"Yang what the hell are doing?"

"Saving the day," Yang replied cheerily. "You'll thank me later."

"Put me down!"

She tried futilely to slam her fists into Yang's back. It was like hitting a bear.

"Okay, maybe give Weiss some time to calm down before heading over. Guess I'm not getting my stuff back today, huh Qrow."

"Next time phone!"

"Put me down!"

But Weiss was trapped and could do nothing but protest as Weiss rather easily walked her out of the apartment. The door slammed shut, leaving Winter to groan and slouch down into a couch.

Qrow walked into the kitchen coming back with two glasses. He passed it down to Winter who scowled but still took it. She looked like she considered downing it and Qrow wondered if he should have brought the bottle.

"And to think Win, you were worried to tell her?" Qrow said with a smirk.

At this, Winter slammed the rest of her drink with a wince. Running her fingers through her hair, which looked great hanging loose, Qrow noted, Winter took a deep breath before suddenly standing up and heading back into the room.

Raising his eyebrow in surprise, Qrow none the less finished his drink. He considered a quip but in a rare bout of wisdom, decided not to. Instead he decided not to press his luck and just followed her into the room, with a slight swagger.

A few seconds later, he hurried back out, chased by a thrown pillow.

"I'm getting changed Qrow!"

"Right right, sorry," he said sheepishly. "That makes more sense."

Yang deposited Weiss onto the couch with an oomph. Scowling, Weiss sat back up, straightening herself up before crossing her arms annoyed. It was childish, but it was her apartment, not Yang's so she would do what she liked.

Her friend just ignored her though, groaning as she rolled her arm and tried to rub her back.

"Jesus Weiss, did you have to hit me the entire way back. I mean, it was cute and all, but I think you managed to work up to a bruise..."

"..."

"Oh, don't look at me like that. You were being ridiculous."

"I was being ridiculous? You threw me over your shoulder and carried me across half the building!"

"I am pretty great."

"I wasn't complimenting you."

"Sounded like it." Yang sighed. "Look Weiss I'm know you're upset."

"Of course, I'm upset. My sister is dating a scoundrel and-"

"Okay two things, one no one in this century uses the term scoundrel and two." Yang's face hardened a little. "He's family so stop it."

Weiss flinched slightly. She had forgotten how defensive Yang got over people she cared about. And she didn't tend to care about people who weren't worth it.

"Sorry."

"Thank you."

Yang smiled walking round the side of the couch to sit down next to Weiss, who was continuing to pout with her arms folded.

"Look I know you're upset but it's not about Qrow."

"He -"

"You're upset she didn't tell you."

"That's-"

Weiss stopped mid-sentence. It was true and they both knew it. Maybe she was being childish, but she had thought Winter trusted her. Weiss had told her when she started seeing Ruby. Weiss had told her when she had been worried about Yang. Why wouldn't Winter tell her about this?

All her hopes of things going back to normal seemed like a fool's hope. Or a fools hope at the end of the pipe dream, somewhere over the rainbow.

She felt Yang's arm on her shoulder and looked up to the blondes calming lilac eyes.

"Look Weiss, just give her a chance to explain. I'm sure she had a good reason." Yang stood up, seemingly to leave Weiss alone. "If you want to talk after, call me though I imagine you'll talk to Ruby. And who knows, maybe it'll all work out and my dad will invite you all round for Christmas."

Weiss snorted but smiled anyway.

It took Winter another half hour to get home and Weiss tried not to think too hard about that. She past the time tasking Yang's advice and calming herself down. It was only partly a good thing. As her anger faded to point she could accepted its pettiness, it started to be replaced by nerves instead.

But when Winter arrived home, she did so with a peace offering.

Thai food.

They set the table quickly, efficiently and silently, communicating the bare minimum with questions along the line of asking what the other wanted to drink. They shared the starter they always got since they couldn't normally afford one each and only on their mains did Weiss finally work up the nerve to say anything.

"I'm sorry about earlier," she said quietly. Winter didn't reply, and Weiss spun her fork around the noodles, nervously. "I was just surprised, I guess. I wasn't really expecting... It doesn't matter. I should have handled it better..."

She trailed off lamely with Winter still not having said anything. The older Schnee paused her eating, placing her fork delicately on the plate. Delicate but stiff. Despite her attempts to appear, controlled, Winter seemed to be as nervous as Weiss was. That was oddly comforting.

"I..." she cleared her throat. "I appreciate that Weiss, thank you."

The air seemed to clear between them and Weiss smiled but still something nagged at her.

"Why didn't you tell me," she asked quietly, looking down at her food. "Why did I have to find out my sister was seeing someone thing way?"

"Weiss-" Winter began.

"I know, it's not my business but I just-"

"I was embarrassed," Winter interrupted silencing her.

Well it made sense at least.

"Not about it being Qrow."

Oh. That must have been showing on her face, based on the slightly defensive look of irritation on Winters. Weiss coughed, sheepishly to look away and took a drink.

"Then what about?"

"I just... have never really dated anyone before." Winter admitted. "It got to the stage that I pretended I was above it, so I wouldn't try or, so I wouldn't be bothered no one approached me..."

It seemed ridiculous to Weiss. Sure, Winter had been a late bloomer, a had growth spurt too early and her conversions skills hadn't been great as teenagers but still... By the time she moved to Vale there was no excuse for people not approaching her.

Apart from the fact she was a Schnee. Weiss had been able to hide that at first and make friends before being unveiled but at Atlas, Winter wouldn't have been as lucky. It wasn't helped by the fact that even if Winter could now hold a conversation, her piercing gaze still tended to intimidate people. Not for the first time, it occurred to Weiss that Winter had really been alone before she moved here.

And one thing she did know about Qrow was that he was not easily intimidated.

"I didn't mean for it to happen," Winter said. "Ironwood had me work with Qrow leading up to the Vytal festival. He said I could actually handle him. When he was working he was actually quite good at his job. He made the late nights more fun at least." Weiss made a face. "Not like that."

Winter sighed.

"As vexing as Qrow can be, he's fun. I don't really know what we have or how long it will last but he's not what I once thought."

"Well if you're happy, I'm happy," Weiss declared, before adding quickly. "Not that you need it or anything... obviously."

Winter smiled.

"Thank you," she said, about to go back to her food before hesitating. "And I'm sorry I didn't tell you. You deserved better than that."

Content, the two sisters went back to eating in a comfortable silence. Weiss's forlorn hope that everything would go back to normal might never happen but that was okay. If things stayed normal, Weiss would still be in Atlas. She wouldn't have her friends, her job or Ruby. She wouldn't a relationship with Winter rather than a business transaction with her father. Maybe things wouldn't be normal but normal was starting to seem overrated.

"Oh, and Weiss, we are never going on a double date."

"Agreed."

The sun began to set across the piers of Vale. A fiery red and orange that burned in sharp contrast to the cool blue of the ocean. It was beautiful, so beautiful in fact that it made an old man walking alone to pause, just to appreciate it.

Letting out a hum of contentment, he continued to walk only to stumble on something, probably the wooden pier itself. The planks were always coming loose. He would have fallen hard on it too, had strong soft hands grabbed him.

"Oh, my goodness, are you okay sir?"

He looked up into wide eyes, filled with concern and a desire for help. She helped him to steady himself, took his arm and made sure he made it to the end of the pier without further incident. He walked off, feeling lighter knowing that there were still good people in the world, willing to help.

"Idiot," Emerald muttered, once she was out of earshot. Her eyebrows raised as she opened the wallet she had swiped while making sure he was okay. "Rich idiot though."

She dumped the wallet in the nearest trash can and stashed the cash in her bag along with the watch she had taken while letting the old creep hold her arm. Funnily enough, he hadn't been too focused on his arm.

Still it worked, and this boring ass town at least had one thing going for it. Easy marks. As long as they didn't stay too long, she could probably just bear it. Walking along the pier, she paused as she passed a window. She had seen something, she wasn't sure what, but the thief had long since learned to see interesting things before registering them. Like a magpie.

Turning back to the window, she looked up to the sign to see it was a cafe. Beacon. Just an ordinary ice cream parlour and while it was uncomfortably hot, it was closed already. Useless.

Still Emerald scanned the window. She couldn't see what had caught her eye yet. Just a few local leaflets and fliers. A menu of deserts with names that made no sense and some deals for certain days.

And then she saw a few pictures with the title, "meet the staff" made from stickers above. A hot red head who was did not know how to photograph, a blonde dork. An overly happy ginger half crushing what was probably her boyfriend, poor guy. And then...

Emerald blinked, not quite believing it. A small smile spread across her face as she took out her scroll and took a photo of the four girls who looked like they had just won a race of some sort.

She shook her head, checked the opening times and walked away with a Spring in her step. Maybe this town wouldn't be a bad as she though. Whistling she tapped through her messages.

Emerald - You'll never guess who I just saw.