Ash turned around and gazed into Misty's cerulean eyes. "Are you sure you're ready to do this?" Her gaze wave Incensed if not only for a second. "Yes, I'm ready." We turned and walked into the gay bar. On the left, scorlaxes of semi-naked mean gently plusleted in the wind. On the right, machamps gently carried women in and out of the back room. What the fuck is this!? Casually mentioned Ash.