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Reno would glance towards the Battle Royal and see the ongoing match even from where he was. It was hard not to, given all the antics the one wrestler kept putting on that sent him flying from the highest points he could reach onto his combatants. But he didn't dare go over there, as he had a much better show to observe here. Taking a seat next to the buffet table and beginning to take a few snacks and drinks in preparation of what he was about to observe, Reno leaned back while the girl went to work on demonstrating a master class in balling people out. She wheeled effortlessly from Darts to Allan in order to keep the pressure up, all the while keeping a steady derision and dislike of the Team Skull grunts clear and up front. Watching her as she walked away, Reno reached down for another drink and snack only to realize the small reserve he had built was now depleted. And that was great. Really great. Great as could be. Man, he really needed some more of those fruity drinks.

The aforementioned grunts would quietly begin to return some of the scavenged food, taking care to put back a variety rather than simply return all of the table's buns before running. Nodding at the small amount of good work they had done, the shorter Skull grunt walked over to Allan. "Alright, kid. If you ever wanna look us up, here's our contact info. Don't tell the other guys I made these up. They'll think its weird." He told Allan, pressing something into the trainer's hand. When Allan went to look, he would find a strangely laminated and holofoiled business card in his hand, with the team skull logo haphazardly put onto it in such a way that it might be able to be just peeled back off. "There ya go. Just in case."

Aria would watch as Silver quietly stomped away in a huff, the girl sticking out her tongue after the hybrid. There was no call for ruining unintentional date night just because you personally were not getting any. Turning back to her girlfriend, Aria would get a smug look on her face. "I dunno, depending on the definition last Tuesday might count as a duet performance." She told Lynnette, focusing on the stage performance now that she had gotten her customary final remark. And she found herself engrossed in the performance indeed, not focusing on anything else until the performers finally stopped and she could think again. "Alright, tell me you had the same haunting experience there. Cause otherwise Im checking what was in those drinks."

Perking up at subs Idea, Rabiah immediately looked at the bar tender. To her luck he was chatting up some broads on the other end of the bar, lazily trying to invite them over after his shift. Using the strength of her abdominal she reached under the table grabbing two large bottles and ran giggling her way out. "Come on don't want to lose the good times do you!" She shouted at the Team blindly charging through the crowd.

Sub smiled as he watched Rabiah swipe the booze, the hybrid running off afterwards. The man would look back at Keiko and just roll his eyes, taking a Dusk Ball out in the process and dropping it on the ground.

"Roook!" Shouted Auguste the Krokorok as he appeared from the device.

"Little miss purity over here doesn't want to have fun. Auguste, pick her up and show her that fun is mandatory." He said with a devilish grin, the Pokemon responding by picking Keiko up and carrying her off as Sub walked close behind, following after Rabiah.

"H-hey!" Keiko shouted as Auguste lifted her over his head. The thought of letting one of her teammates out to force the Krokorok to let her go crossed her mind, but she knew that Sub could decimate her team if he had good reason to, since he only toyed with her last time they battled, so Keiko let it go, allowing Auguste to carry her until Sub decided to let her use her own legs again.

Rabiah Would look at the booze in her hands, Full bottle of the cheri berry Vodka, and a bottle of Colbur rum. "Sub you mind if I let out my Gal to play too? She's actually evolved since you saw her last!" She Said whipping out a stylized pokeball letting her own Krokorok would fly out.

The tan Reptile Came out on her four legs, looking up at the group. She would wobble a little as she attempted to stand on her two legs holding her arms out to keep her weight steady. However putting one foot in front of her she quickly fell back to her comfortable four. "Sorry, she umm... just evolved, like two days ago. So she isn't use to being on two legs yet. hehe".

The blaziken passed the Rum to sub with a wobbly push, she obviously had a few more swigs of her own. This was more obvious as a constant smoke rolled out of her mouth. "Hey keiko wanna be an adult?" She said with a tipsy tone offering her bottle, "Wait, no. Wait, yes. Wait.... have some of his"

Sub would smile as he watched Gal appear, it had been a long time since he seen the Krokorok, in fact his own Auguste hadn't been a Krookodile for very long when he last seen them. "Hey there, Gal. You're looking good." He smiled at the Pokemon.

Said Krookodile 'cooed' as Keiko rubbed its head, the girl was right, despite its intimidating appearance Auguste was indeed the 'softie' of Sub's team. After a few more head rubs the sand reptile would raise back up and stomp up to Gal, staring down the Krokorok for a bit before realizing it was a familiar face, the Krookodile leaning down and giving the younger desert dweller a lick.

"Oh stop it, Rabiah. If Keiko wants to be a little Torchic then leave her alone." Sub said with a devious smile, his line kind of insulting to both of them and he knew it.

"You don't have to drink alcohol to be an adult," Keiko said finally, despite trying to avoid saying it because she knew that it made her sound like me. "If anything, I'm being more mature than you two, because I know my limits."