"As much as I don't like seeing you run off on your own, I'll trust you can handle yourself. Good luck to you, little buddy!," James shouts as he waves to Crimson. He quickly went into a thinking pose about what to do next. "Hmmm....I should call her up."
James proceeded to pull out a phone and call up his friend Sandra, whom he told to come to Unova a week or so ago.
"Come on...pick up...."