[It was deflection, because Cliff had aimed to have a good time that night and, honestly, these memories were too heavy for his tastes that night. They could properly debrief another time.

This was the Day of Fire. Every Calderan needed to go have fun.

He slammed his glass on the table, offering up a wild grin.]

What are we gonna do? We're gonna find the biggest, meanest, most foul tempered Darmanitan on this side of the mountains, fight it, and see if we can get it to help us find the spiciest peppers in Caldera.

[He was joking, except for the part about the peppers.]