"We started in mine," Bulba said quietly. "I guess you thought it was yours since it was, uh... well it was the Garden. You let me in but I think that's when it became your dream since everything was really snowy and you were leading me up this tall tower."

He shivered briefly at the phantom memory of the cold. Bulba glanced up at him, biting his lip. "You were an Ivysaur most of the time and... and..."

Nope, his face was back in Vinnie's shirt.