"Now this isn't half bad!" JW declaired as he kicked up his feet in the tent the two of them shared. He was propping himself up on Queenie, his shiny Rapidash. She was outfitted for the occasion with silver ribbons around her neck and on her harness. For now she was content to loaf on some pillows and eat cake.

JW liked dancing and eating free food just fine, but he also liked doing nothing in a big fancy place. He missed Jack a little. He wondered what the rich so-and-so was up to now.

"When I heard we were sleeping in tents, I didn't think it'd be something this nice!"