[It's lunchtime. Or rather, it's afternoon and Maylene is ready for lunch. But with how many people are there, given she's a nice spoil from her dad that she's not even sure she could spend in one go, she's decided to make a game of this. It had taken a bit of convincing the cooks, but they had finally agreed on grounds that she'd help pad the betting pool a little. (That was okay, wasn't it? Her dad usually kept her in the dark on proper gambling methods.)
But throughout the night of Day one, very sloppily-written signs, decorated with child-like drawings, appeared around the entire resort:
RAMEN EATING CONTEST: CHALLENGE GYM LEADER MAYLENE FOR YOUR CHANCE TO WIN P50000 AND FRESHLY BAKED LAVA COOKIES! SATURDAY @ 1PM
Yes. This would good. In the grand dining hall not too far the general ballroom, Maylene sits at a table, just waiting for competitors.]
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But throughout the night of Day one, very sloppily-written signs, decorated with child-like drawings, appeared around the entire resort:
WIN P50000 AND FRESHLY BAKED LAVA COOKIES!
SATURDAY @ 1PM
Yes. This would good. In the grand dining hall not too far the general ballroom, Maylene sits at a table, just waiting for competitors.]