Drake: A cemetery. Jon: Yeah. There’s at least one in every region. April: Here they have both Human and Pokemon buried here. Mary: Let’s pay our respects. Jon: Good idea. Drake: Dugtrio, a best pal. Drake: So, you were buried here. Mary: Who was? Drake: My nan. Jon: I’m sorry to hear that. April: Brr. Mary: You cold? April: No. But a cold breeze just went past me. Jon: There’s no breeze. It’s sunny here. Drake: You must be imagining it. Mary: Okay, now I’ve felt the same breeze. April: I just got it again. Drake: Did you both get enough sleep last night? Jon: When did everyone else leave? Drake: I’m not sure.