[ Grandma here is most certainly not drawn to the arcade, but figures it's as good a place as any to look for...anyone. She's spent enough time at Kalos HQ to recognize the teeny tiny Vulpix (because of course she'd get a fire type, was there ever any doubt) sitting on her shoulder is one of those Pokemon things, so she wordlessly lets it hover around her.
And then--ah, a familiar face. She raises a hand. ]
Ho, Dave-kun. Art thou enjoying thyself? [ asking a little dryly. new places, ugh. ]
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And then--ah, a familiar face. She raises a hand. ]
Ho, Dave-kun. Art thou enjoying thyself? [ asking a little dryly. new places, ugh. ]