"I--well, yes I..I suppose you have," Newt murmured as he shivered, licking his lips absently before scoffing lightly. "Pamela, at this rate we're going to end up leaving early rather than doing anything here at the circus!" His tone is a mock scolding one, a playful gleam in his eyes as he fights down a smile.

The Bellossom giggles and starts to prance her way back towards their trainers. Maybe there would be fancy tricks and dancing and music! That would just grand in her opinion!