[Joshua drops himself into the chair across Sanae's without any invitation whatsoever, peering at the sketchbook and wrinkling his nose. His Litwick hops onto the table too, the flame getting just a little too close to the paper there.]

Don't you ever get bored?

[Joshua loftily ignores the Togepi. The Litwick, being finely attuned to its owner's senses, sticks its tongue out at it instead.]

My goodness. You sure your heart can take the shock, old man?

[so so dryly] Be still my heart. I simply can't handle the excitement you're offering me.

What, better things to do for two Enlightened members of society with powers normal humans can't possibly comprehend other than drink coffee and doodle aimlessly? I just might.

Are you implying I'm not always nice?

[He leans forward, his eyes sharp.] Come on, Sanae. Even you can't be satisfied with just staying in this boring little town for the rest of your life. You're going to run out of things to draw sooner or later.

Aww, you'd weep over my poor mangled body? That's sweet. [A shrug.] Not that I think you'd have to cry for long, I'll probably just rise from the grave again. I'd be more worried for your own health. [since Sanae is old and a lazy trainer and old]

I want to actually do something. What do we have to look forward to here, getting married and churning out babies and wasting away in some dull job until some rampaging Pokemon breaks through and eats us anyway? Please. I'd rather go out with a bang than live forever doing nothing.

[Joshua rolls his eyes.] The only interesting people here are going to be out there sooner or later anyway.

Mmm. And do you plan on just wondering for the rest of your life?

[well now suddenly Josh begins to regret his life choices]

Yes, and what fine backup you'll be I'm sure. I'm still washing my clothes off from the last time your...Spikes metronomed its way into a Mud Sport.

I'll believe it when I see it. [can you hear the faith in his voice. can you.]

In the meantime, seeing as how I'm certainly not going to expend enough effort to build up a sweat, it looks like our only means of defense is a tiny soul-stealing candle. [The Litwick's flame puffs up with pride and Joshua immediately begins cooing at it.] Why yes, of course you can eat all the souls of anyone who stands against us you want.

Yes, but we aren't exactly going to be facing off against humans most of the time, are we? Holding your own might be a bit more difficult against a rampaging Tyranitar.

[He hugs the Litwick close to him and they both give Sanae identical wide-eyed stares of innocence.] Besides, you wouldn't want my poor little Litwick to starve to death, would you? How cruel.

[have an extremely dignified and graceful snort of disbelief]

Is that what they're calling lazing about drinking coffee these days?

Who knows? Maybe you'll discover a coffee-type Pokemon and proceed to do terrible scandalous things to it. [because he would not be surprised in the least if this ever happened]