[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

"Well? What we waiting for? How about we ask a good plate of nice, delicious and good sushi to the room Gaspar?" Gaspar (who was in Arial shoulder) lick imagining the delicious sushi. "Man, I forget how much hungry that night was. Cant wait to sleep in a good couch." Then Arial heads up to the hotel.

'Ay yi yi...not just anyone can walk in there, ya know!  Ugh...come on, let's get in there before he makes a fool of himself because he doesn't have the funds...'

Eager to prevent Arial from causing yet another social blunder due to his eccentric mannerisms, you and the rest of the group rush on ahead of him and enter the Aurum Vex., with Angelica in particular sticking close to the madman to prevent him from running aMuk in there. The interior of the most expensive lobby in the Tohjo area.....



Stark, crisp, sparten, and yet the that same forboading aura of Wealth permeated every aspect of the lobby. Flanking the front desk and acting what you assume to be bouncers/guards where two big and burly Lucario dressed in FINE tuxedos, each hold what appeared to be Assault Rifles, and you also got the distinct feeling they knew how to use them with EXTREME PREJUDICE AND ACCURACY. Welp, if everyone wasn't intimidated before hand, they certainly were now! 'Reiner' , seeing as 'he's' the only one with the details/info required to obtain their room, reluctantly walks up to the front desk, where one of the receptionist smoothly looked up from their computer to regard you silently, still typing away at it unceasingly. *Stare.........*

[Dragonstrike]

'Mew' is pretty glad 'she' can turn invisible right about now (though that probably doesn't help with hiding too much where Lucario are concerned...).  And that 'she' reviewed this information in advance before heading out to this semi-disastrous meeting with Mina.

'Well, go on, Mew.  It's not like I can give them the information myself right now.  'Archie Sterling's transferred the room, it's reserved until further notice under my name, we're using the third account he listed when they ask how we're paying for the room, and the authentication code is Fox Fire.'  It's all written down in the ledger, we just need you to get this room reserved.'

[Lord Windos]

'Mew' is pretty glad 'she' can turn invisible right about now (though that probably doesn't help with hiding too much where Lucario are concerned...).  And that 'she' reviewed this information in advance before heading out to this semi-disastrous meeting with Mina.

'Well, go on, Mew.  It's not like I can give them the information myself right now.  'Archie Sterling's transferred the room, it's reserved until further notice under my name, we're using the third account he listed when they ask how we're paying for the room, and the authentication code for the 3rd account is Fox Fire.'  It's all written down in the ledger, we just need you to get this room reserved.'

If the Lucario noticed that the Mythical Mew 'herself' was invisibly floating around with their aura senses, then they choose not to react in any extraordinary/shooty manner, so you were fine with the jackel body guards. Your partner, after spending five seconds or so fixing the booking information in their mind, before 'he' faithfully (and with a hint of nervousness) recited it all to the receptionist, before waiting in anticipation for their reaction. They gave 'Reiner' another silent stare for two-three seconds, before looking down to their terminal to double check what you said was true, and then looking back at him to nod at them. The man pressed a hidden button, and the section of one of the walls slid open, revealing an elevator that was concealed until now. After that was done, the man handed your partner a slim black card key, and then focused his full attention back on their work, not sparing 'Reiner' or his group another glance from them on.

Well, with that settled, the whole group piles on the elevator, after which it seals up shut behind them and a built in monitor lights up and shows the what you recognize as the face of a Rotom staring everyone down. After it assess everyone was in the elevator and they were the right people on board, Rotom's monitor shifted to show the image of an up arrow for about a minute, after which the doors to the elevator opened once more, with the screen now displaying the words: "Penthouse Floor. Have a nice night, Reiner Arendse, Ms. Sterling, Police Officer Angelica, Special Agent Looker, Arial Copycat, Emily Fitzgerald, Mina Mab and Anomolous Human Woman." Sufficiently motived to get the heck out and head towards your room, the group exits the elevator (Which seals up shut behind them seamlessly when the last person/Pokémon leaves) and walked down a short hallway that had a few cameras along its length, and stopped when they found a Mr. Mime dressed as a Bulter was waiting at the door to the suite.

"Your card key, Mr. Arendse, if you would give it to me," it said in fluent English, yet another sign that this hotel was filthly stinking rich if they could train/breed a talking Mr. Mime butler. It swivel its head to regard the rest of the group, before their eyes finally rested on Kyubi, who started to figit under the psychic's gaze and attention. "Ah, its good to see you again, Ms. Sterling. Would you like me to prepare your usual Thursday meal, before drawing a bath and fetching a new white dress for you? You do look rather bedraggled and a right mess, if you forgive me for saying so Ms,"  they said, with a hint of warmth in their Britsh accented voice, with the fire fox being questioned becoming even more nervous and now faintly confused as the Mr. Mime Butler was addressing her with familiarity/kindness. 'Is-Is this Mr. Mime someone that Old Kyubi and Archie knew/were friends with? I-I don't remember them at all, but-but they seem to know a lot about who I was. Wh-wh-what do I? Wh-what do I say to them?' the kitsune thought to themselves in a panic strong enough for you to pick up them (The thoughts) up yourself. Uh oh, here come the complications!

[Dragonstrike]

"Your card key, Mr. Arendse, if you would give it to me," it said in fluent English, yet another sign that this hotel was filthly stinking rich if they could train/breed a talking Mr. Mime butler. It swivel its head to regard the rest of the group, before their eyes finally rested on Kyubi, who started to figit under the psychic's gaze and attention. "Ah, its good to see you again, Ms. Sterling. Would you like me to prepare your usual Thursday meal, before drawing a bath and fetching a new white dress for you? You do look rather bedraggled and a right mess, if you forgive me for saying so Ms,"  they said, with a hint of warmth in their Britsh accented voice, with the fire fox being questioned becoming even more nervous and now faintly confused as the Mr. Mime Butler was addressing her with familiarity/kindness. 'Is-Is this Mr. Mime someone that Old Kyubi and Archie knew/were friends with? I-I don't remember them at all, but-but they seem to know a lot about who I was. Wh-wh-what do I? Wh-what do I say to them?' the kitsune thought to themselves in a panic strong enough for you to pick up them (The thoughts) up yourself. Uh oh, here come the complications!

[I think you forgot to list Mina Mab in there as well, Windos!]

'It's a wonder they recognize you at all, really.  Must be because they're a REALLY well trained Psychic type.  Just go with it for now, okay?  Be polite and such.  Just another night in the posh penthouse, right?  If you panic, that's going to look weird.  Try and relax, have a good time.  We all need a stress reliever right about now, and this is the perfect place to do it.  And I'm right here if you need some help, okay?'

And thinking about it, this Mr. Mime probably knows 'Mew' is present too...great...aura readers and super duper well trained Psychic types...definitely no hiding from this hotel staff's pokemon, it seems...

[Lord Windos]

'It's a wonder they recognize you at all, really.  Must be because they're a REALLY well trained Psychic type.  Just go with it for now, okay?  Be polite and such.  Just another night in the posh penthouse, right?  If you panic, that's going to look weird.  Try and relax, have a good time.  We all need a stress reliever right about now, and this is the perfect place to do it.  And I'm right here if you need some help, okay?'

And thinking about it, this Mr. Mime probably knows 'Mew' is present too...great...aura readers and super duper well trained Psychic types...definitely no hiding from this hotel staff's pokemon, it seems...

[Not anymore, now that you pointed that out! Thanks mate!]

Similarly to the Lucario on the lobby floor, Mr. Mime either knows you are there and is completely ignoring your existence out of politeness/training/some reason, or doesn't , and the only way you'll know is if you ask them about it, so for now you leave t issue well enough alone, as they seem to be doing the same (You think....).

Hearted by your words, Kyubi manages to overcome her doubts and weird feelings in regard to Mr. Mime being all but a stranger but at the same time isn't, sending you the relieved and somewhat melacoloney thought as she gave the Butler a nod of her head: 'Niiiine.....Yes, Master. I'm sorry for paniking over Mr. Mime, but its-its so strange and a little scary talking with someone from Old Kyubi's past that knows her really well. I'll try and act normally around them from now on, so please forgive my earlier hesitation. ....Thank you for always being their for me, Reiner. I'd be so lost and confused about everything if I was alone, but with you Master, I feel safe.....happy......and loved.'

Totally oblivious to the conversation between you and the fire fox, Mr. Mime smiled at their response, telekinetically took the black key card from 'Reiner', and said: "Very well Ms. Sterling, I'll get right to it. As for you and your guests orders, Mr. Arendse, I'll take them once you have settled in your new room, so right this way please...." The butler then used his psychic powers to reveal a keycard lock that was hidden behind a secret panel, swiped it to unlocked the door, before opening it and ushering everyone inside:


(The Metal Door by the stairs is the entrance to this room; This is the view facing towards you)


(This is the view everyone sees as they walk in)

"Por las leyendas, su ... su maravilloso," 'Looker' whispers under his breath, stunned by the opulent grander of what amounted to the living room of the penthouse suite. Emily and Angelica were similarly impressed, with the little miss almost dropping her artpad as she was lulled into a sense of stupor at just how nice the place was. Mina/Riza, of course, were still unconscious, so no reaction from them. Rhyxemplar and Yang appeared to be unfazed by the wealth/finery on display, and Felicia had a look of nostalgia painted across her face as she took in the living room, the sight of which brought back fond memories of her youth. 

Weavile's reaction, though was......distinct.

He had be subtly eyeing up the hotel/its riches every since he laid eyes on the entrance, already making plans to make off like a robber baron with all the swag he could get his mitts on, but seeing this room nearly sent the black cat thief into catatonic shock. So much gold, so much finery, so much fancy and expensive objects, all right there and out in the open, ripe for the Pickpocketing. You could see his eyes lite up like a Mewoth surrounded by all the cream they can drink, his hand shaking ever so slightly with the subconscious desire to steal EVERYTHING that wasn't nailed to the floor (and then that too when he has the time!), and that wide, wicked, and most certainly deranged grin on the feline's face.....you don't think you ever seen them an expression of elation this intense. Not even when he somehow managed to get ahold of a bag of catnip, or when he nabbed that the Platinum and Diamond encrusted crown from the winner of Ms. Kanto Beauty Pagent. Weavile, at that singular moment in time, looked as if he had died and gone to Thieve Paradise, ready to indulge in his heavenly reward for being such a good little bandit.

Oh dear. Oh dear. This will not end well. This will not end well at aaaaaaallllllllllll.

Music of Room: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETxmCCsMoD0 (Money Money Money by Aba)
Song Going Through Weavile's Head: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgzGwKwLmgM (Don't Stop Me Now by Queens)

"Indeed it is, Agent Looker," Mr. Mime said to them with a nod of their head, not noticing or caring that Weavile reaction, before motioning for everyone to take a seat on the counch/one of the chairs surrounding the small but splendid table, pulling out a remote from their pockets to turn on the television for everyone one. Right now it was it was showing the old classic Where The Red Fern Grows (With Growlithes/Arcanines instead of hound dogs, Zizagoons instead of raccoons, etc..) , and it looked as if the movie was just starting. How fortunate! The butler then took out a note pad and pen from his other pocket, and carefully regarded everyone with an expectant look, and said: "You orders, sirs and madams?"[/i]

[Dragonstrike]

Spoiler

[Not anymore, now that you pointed that out! Thanks mate!]

Similarly to the Lucario on the lobby floor, Mr. Mime either knows you are there and is completely ignoring your existence out of politeness/training/some reason, or doesn't , and the only way you'll know is if you ask them about it, so for now you leave t issue well enough alone, as they seem to be doing the same (You think....).

Hearted by your words, Kyubi manages to overcome her doubts and weird feelings in regard to Mr. Mime being all but a stranger but at the same time isn't, sending you the relieved and somewhat melacoloney thought as she gave the Butler a nod of her head: 'Niiiine.....Yes, Master. I'm sorry for paniking over Mr. Mime, but its-its so strange and a little scary talking with someone from Old Kyubi's past that knows her really well. I'll try and act normally around them from now on, so please forgive my earlier hesitation. ....Thank you for always being their for me, Reiner. I'd be so lost and confused about everything if I was alone, but with you Master, I feel safe.....happy......and loved.'

Totally oblivious to the conversation between you and the fire fox, Mr. Mime smiled at their response, telekinetically took the black key card from 'Reiner', and said: "Very well Ms. Sterling, I'll get right to it. As for you and your guests orders, Mr. Arendse, I'll take them once you have settled in your new room, so right this way please...." The butler then used his psychic powers to reveal a keycard lock that was hidden behind a secret panel, swiped it to unlocked the door, before opening it and ushering everyone inside:


(The Metal Door by the stairs is the entrance to this room; This is the view facing towards you)


(This is the view everyone sees as they walk in)

"Por las leyendas, su ... su maravilloso," 'Looker' whispers under his breath, stunned by the opulent grander of what amounted to the living room of the penthouse suite. Emily and Angelica were similarly impressed, with the little miss almost dropping her artpad as she was lulled into a sense of stupor at just how nice the place was. Mina/Riza, of course, were still unconscious, so no reaction from them. Rhyxemplar and Yang appeared to be unfazed by the wealth/finery on display, and Felicia had a look of nostalgia painted across her face as she took in the living room, the sight of which brought back fond memories of her youth. 

Weavile's reaction, though was......distinct.

He had be subtly eyeing up the hotel/its riches every since he laid eyes on the entrance, already making plans to make off like a robber baron with all the swag he could get his mitts on, but seeing this room nearly sent the black cat thief into catatonic shock. So much gold, so much finery, so much fancy and expensive objects, all right there and out in the open, ripe for the Pickpocketing. You could see his eyes lite up like a Mewoth surrounded by all the cream they can drink, his hand shaking ever so slightly with the subconscious desire to steal EVERYTHING that wasn't nailed to the floor (and then that too when he has the time!), and that wide, wicked, and most certainly deranged grin on the feline's face.....you don't think you ever seen them an expression of elation this intense. Not even when he somehow managed to get ahold of a bag of catnip, or when he nabbed that the Platinum and Diamond encrusted crown from the winner of Ms. Kanto Beauty Pagent. Weavile, at that singular moment in time, looked as if he had died and gone to Thieve Paradise, ready to indulge in his heavenly reward for being such a good little bandit.

Oh dear. Oh dear. This will not end well. This will not end well at aaaaaaallllllllllll.

Music of Room: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETxmCCsMoD0 (Money Money Money by Aba)
Song Going Through Weavile's Head: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgzGwKwLmgM (Don't Stop Me Now by Queens)

"Indeed it is, Agent Looker," Mr. Mime said to them with a nod of their head, not noticing or caring that Weavile reaction, before motioning for everyone to take a seat on the counch/one of the chairs surrounding the small but splendid table, pulling out a remote from their pockets to turn on the television for everyone one. Right now it was it was showing the old classic Where The Red Fern Grows (With Growlithes/Arcanines instead of hound dogs, Zizagoons instead of raccoons, etc..) , and it looked as if the movie was just starting. How fortunate! The butler then took out a note pad and pen from his other pocket, and carefully regarded everyone with an expectant look, and said: "You orders, sirs and madams?"[/i]

[No prob!  Seems like it'd be fairly obvious, right?  Gotta make sure the guests really are who they say they are, after all!]

Uh oh...shoulda seen this one coming...no time to alert 'Reiner' either, based on that look on the black cat's face...

'Weavile, if you could avoid getting into trouble right now, that'd be great.  I'm sure they won't mind if we take a few souvenirs on the way out, but we should leave the majority of the stuff here and avoid creating a ruckus.  Felicia, can you keep an eye on him, please?'

Hopefully Weavile could reign in his urges just a tad for now. There'd be time for that later...now then, dealing with the other issue...

'This is probably a good chance for you to get a few Sitrus Berries to snack on, Mew.  Heck, I could stand to do with some myself, to be honest...probably want to mention it's primarily for the pokemon and place a more 'normal' order as well, though...of course, I've got absolutely no idea what I would even order...any recommendations you can recall, Kyubi?  We're kinda out of our element here...some help would be greatly appreciated if you can remember anything...'

[Lord Windos]

[No prob!  Seems like it'd be fairly obvious, right?  Gotta make sure the guests really are who they say they are, after all!]

Uh oh...shoulda seen this one coming...no time to alert 'Reiner' either, based on that look on the black cat's face...

'Weavile, if you could avoid getting into trouble right now, that'd be great.  I'm sure they won't mind if we take a few souvenirs on the way out, but we should leave the majority of the stuff here and avoid creating a ruckus.  Felicia, can you keep an eye on him, please?'

Hopefully Weavile could reign in his urges just a tad for now.  There'd be time for that later...now then, dealing with the other issue...

'This is probably a good chance for you to get a few Sitrus Berries to snack on, Mew.  Heck, I could stand to do with some myself, to be honest...probably want to mention it's primarily for the pokemon and place a more 'normal' order as well, though...of course, I've got absolutely no idea what I would even order...any recommendations you can recall, Kyubi?  We're kinda out of our element here...some help would be greatly appreciated if you can remember anything...'

The black cat was barely paying attention to what you were saying, lost in his dopy high from seeing all this wealth that was BEGGING- no, CALLING him to steal it, to repurpose for his own ends, to sell it on the black market/Lilith and make a killing...oh, what he would do with all this loot! Oh dear, now he's starting to quietly crackle to himself, rubbing his paws together in a  'Yes, yes, excellent' gesture you were quite familiar with at this point. You think he'll head your advice for now, while Mr. Mime is in the room waiting on everyone's orders, but afterwards.....

Felicia, however, gets your message loud and clear, and it only take one good look from her to know that her prospective mate was clearly had devious designs with disasterous consequence for the Aurum Vexillium's property, and let out a long suffering sigh.
'*Mental Sighing* My my, Weavile will clearly be up to no good if he isn't carefully managed, won't he Mew? Well, more so than usual in this instance, and with far more severe backlash should he get caught in the act and bring the wrath of the hotel management upon us. I know that more than anyone the pleasure that luxury of this quality affords us, and I too fill giddy to indulge in it going without it for so long, but does he not have some modercum of self control after all his years of thievery? Honestly! *More sighing* .....Well, I suppose I'll keep him distracted for now, and try to curtail the worst of his behavior with reprimands or....other methods. Mmmm, yes, 'other' methods, puuuur....'
With that lingering (and somewhat worrisome) though, the shiny panther begins to stalk towards Weavile with a downright sultry stare, as he was the tastiest portion of caviar she was about to scoop up. You believe that you have traded one problem for another, perhaps more manageable one, but hey, it beats seeing what the Aurum Vex has to deter dirty thieves!

The moment you bring up 'his' most beloved food, 'Reiner' is swift to call out to Mr. Mime to get 'him' and 'his; Pokémon as many Sitrus Berries they could snack on while they wait on their main order, all with an overly eager grin and estastic glimmer in 'his' eyes. If the butler was in anyway concerned or suspicious about such an naked display of hunger, they didn't deign to show it, and just calmly jotted that down the request. Kyubi (who had elected to snuggled up beside you on whatever you chose to sit) face scrunched up in though as she racked her scattered brain and foggy memories for any, ANY meal ideas for her master. 'Think Kyubi, think, or Master will look like a fool and go hungry! Urrrrrrrmmm......Amaterasu Grade Kobe Beef Tarous Steaks, served with truffles and a salad? Rrrrrr.... and.....Frrrrozen Haute Chocolate ice cream for desert? Urrrrrgh....that's...that's all that I can remember, but I....have a good feeling about those meals? Sorry I'm not able to recall more, Master....'

[Dragonstrike]

Spoiler

The black cat was barely paying attention to what you were saying, lost in his dopy high from seeing all this wealth that was BEGGING- no, CALLING him to steal it, to repurpose for his own ends, to sell it on the black market/Lilith and make a killing...oh, what he would do with all this loot! Oh dear, now he's starting to quietly crackle to himself, rubbing his paws together in a  'Yes, yes, excellent' gesture you were quite familiar with at this point. You think he'll head your advice for now, while Mr. Mime is in the room waiting on everyone's orders, but afterwards.....

Felicia, however, gets your message loud and clear, and it only take one good look from her to know that her prospective mate was clearly had devious designs with disasterous consequence for the Aurum Vexillium's property, and let out a long suffering sigh.
'*Mental Sighing* My my, Weavile will clearly be up to no good if he isn't carefully managed, won't he Mew? Well, more so than usual in this instance, and with far more severe backlash should he get caught in the act and bring the wrath of the hotel management upon us. I know that more than anyone the pleasure that luxury of this quality affords us, and I too fill giddy to indulge in it going without it for so long, but does he not have some modercum of self control after all his years of thievery? Honestly! *More sighing* .....Well, I suppose I'll keep him distracted for now, and try to curtail the worst of his behavior with reprimands or....other methods. Mmmm, yes, 'other' methods, puuuur....'
With that lingering (and somewhat worrisome) though, the shiny panther begins to stalk towards Weavile with a downright sultry stare, as he was the tastiest portion of caviar she was about to scoop up. You believe that you have traded one problem for another, perhaps more manageable one, but hey, it beats seeing what the Aurum Vex has to deter dirty thieves!

The moment you bring up her most beloved food, 'Reiner' is swift to call out to Mr. Mime to get him and his Pokémon as many Sitrus Berries they could snack on while they wait on their main order, all with an overly eager grin and estastic glimmer in 'his' eyes. If the butler was in anyway concerned or suspicious about such an naked display of hunger, they didn't deign to show it, and just calmly jotted that down the request. Kyubi (who had elected to snuggled up beside you on whatever you chose to sit) face scrunched up in though as she racked her scattered brain and foggy memories for any, ANY meal ideas for her master. 'Think Kyubi, think, or Master will look like a fool and go hungry! Urrrrrrrmmm......Amaterasu Grade Kobe Beef Tarous Steaks, served with truffles and a salad? Rrrrrr.... and.....Frrrrozen Haute Chocolate ice cream for desert? Urrrrrgh....that's...that's all that I can remember, master, but I....have a good feeling about those meals? Sorry I'm not able to recall more, Master....'

'Thank you, Felicia.  Just try not to get into too much trouble yourself...you don't want to deal with Weavile if he's in a bad mood...I'll see if I can get Reiner to help you in a moment.' 


Well, this was turning out to be more eventful than anticipated, wasn't it?

'That sounds like a lovely suggestion, Kyubi.  You catch that, Mew?  Now then, I wonder what everyone else is going to have...and what Kyubi's Thursday usual is...hmmm...'

Shame 'she' is invisible right now, because otherwise, Kyubi would be able to see 'Mew' smiling at her.

[Spiritmon]

"For me and my Duplicat we would like Sushi please. No sushi in specific, surprise me good sir. And to acompany some strong root and wasabi If possible thank you. And Sitrus Berryies for my Pokémon too." Arial was quite polite to avoid conflict. Its not like he was fear about the mafia Lucarios, but was more impressed about the talking Mr. Mime. He wonder If that one have any reaction Arial mind cant be read. He likes to see that type of reaction from other psyquic pokémon.

[Lord Windos]

"For me and my Duplicat we would like Sushi please. No sushi in specific, surprise me good sir. And to acompany some strong root and wasabi If possible thank you. And Sitrus Berryies for my Pokémon too." Arial was quite polite to avoid conflict. Its not like he was fear about the mafia Lucarios, but was more impressed about the talking Mr. Mime. He wonder If that one have any reaction Arial mind cant be read. He likes to see that type of reaction from other psyquic pokémon.

Mr. Mime glances over your way as you recite your order for 'suprising sushi', before glancing down at their notepad to write down the information....until their eyes widened slightly when they realized they couldn't detect your mind as they spoke with you, and did a double take in your direction. That was....that should be by all rights be an impossibility unless the person was braindead or sentient, and yet your very existence defies such conventions as they stare you down with what seems to be bafflement and....nervousness, before they quickly adverted their gaze and acquired the orders of 'Reiner' (Who had faithfully recited what little Kyubi recommended to you) in short order.

For the time being, the psychic bulter decided to avoid interacting with Arial if at all possible, since ANY living thing that could either shield their thoughts/feelngs from them or simply appear to have no thoughts at all was a matter beyond his training, pay grade, and good sensibilities. As for the others, Angelica ordered some beef and chicken lo mein for herself, Emily wanted porkchops in whatever way the chef choose ('I don't know what way you cook them Mister Mime, but I know they will be delicious!', she commented when asked for detail, earning her a faint smile from the bulter) with broccoli,baked potato, and an piece of chocolate cake, and 'Looker' decided to start of his meal with escargot, followed by a bowl of bouillabaisse with any white wine. Mina and Riza were still unconscious at this point, but that later seemed to be twitching a little more in her 'sleep' than the artist, and 'Mew/Reiner' felt what seemed to be FEAR coming from them. A nightmare, perhaps?

"Will that be all, gentlemen? Ladies? If you wish, I can also take your Pokémon for healing while I prepare your meals for the night, or any other activity within my power," Mr. Mime said, regarding everyone with an professional state and tone of voice.

'Mr. Arendse, may I ask you excuse yourself from the group so that I may speak with you in private? The matter concerns Ms. Sterling and her current relationship with you, and your newly acquired business holdings sir. '  you also heard from the bulter, only this time it came soley from YOUR (As in 'Mew's') mind. Looks like they know that not only is Mew here, but that you have swaped minds with the actual divine being too? The former was plausible, but the later? How in the heck...?