Umbreon: So did you come up with any brilliant strategies for surviving the party? Glaceon: All I've got is "act the part, and h-hope for the best..." Umbreon: Wow... that's really optimistic of you. Think we could pull that off? I was thinking more along the lines of fake a fever and hide out in the infirmary... ...Or set all the guests' hair on fire and run for cover. Glaceon: Maybe we could ask Azura for suggestions...? Umbreon: And what's she going to do? Tell me not to act like a jerk? We've gotta handle this on our own. Glaceon: All right... It's just, we're running out of time... and I'm r-really scared! Umbreon: Leave it to me, Sakura. I'll think of something.