Penelope slid into a baby blue jacket, a light one because she never minded the cold. She was more excited than she let on about this whole adventure. She'd never had a Pokemon of her own. Her brother had, and she knew James did, but she never had one all to herself. Most of the time, she got along with Pokemon. They didn't seem to mind her much - but she did worry about how the one she was going to have would react to her. She went down the stairs and took a breath, looking at James. "So, where to?"