Sherlock leans out the window and waves.

"Hi!" calls Bella as she lands and returns the Pidgeot. "How goes?"

"Boring," calls Sherlock, and he un-leans and comes downstairs.

"That's what I'm here to fix," laughs Bella when he emerges. "Haven't you got that awesome library? Have you already read everything in it?"

"Everything I strongly desire to read. Tony can keep the engineering manuals."

"He building anything cool this week?"

"Not especially."

"Man, what do you guys do all day when I am not around?"

"Tony works on his various projects and wages an eternal battle to get the Porygon to let go of him so he can do science. I talk to the computer and beat up the wildlife."

"Those projects and that computer must be super-interesting to entertain you guys consistently."

"Perhaps we are just eternally bored," he suggests.

"Then why wouldn't you figure out something to do, and go do it?"

"All right, perhaps we aren't."

"Where is Tony? Project-ing or shooing Porygon?"

"I believe he is currently drinking coffee."

"Ah, I feel so misled. Next you'll be telling me that in addition to talking to the computer and fighting with the wild 'mon you also sleep."

"I have been known to!"

"Do you go into the nearest towns much, even? If I lived here - and I'd read everything in your library already - I'd get bored."

"We do occasionally visit. But the towns are not all that much more interesting."

"Sometimes there's seasonal events and the like. Fairs, local tournaments, shows."

"I suppose."

"Well, here I am to liven up the place. I think Rachis deserves a rest, but my quadrupeds are all ready to go."

"Ah, yes. Shall we introduce Tony to Fireflower?"

In answer, Bella releases her Rapidash and pats her neck. "If he's up for it as you predicted."

"Good afternoon," he says to Fireflower.