[By the time Saionji replies, she's in Cherrygrove and sitting in a nice, toasty place with a nice, toasty mug of hot chocolate. Technically, she hates hot chocolate that tastes so darn sugary like there's nothing other than that in there, but after crawling ages through the snow she's just grateful for the hot fumes it gives off.

Her Mawile ends up drinking the majority of it.] Fiiiiinally! I'm here! [She took her own sweet time to reply, only doing so after getting a massage and getting rid of all the stupid stiff places in her body.]

So what kind of pranks can we do? Making fake chairs so people fall over... furoshiki bags that aren't done properly and came apart... stones, chicken eggs, spiders, ants- [She starts rattling off, listing more and more dangerous things as she does.]