"'I love you'," Ash muttered bitterly, his voice taking on a mocking tone, "Who does this guy think he is?"
"I think you'll find he's a guy who knows what he wants," laughed Brock from his seat at the table.
"And I don't?" Ash snapped.
"Well… you definitely don't know how to get it."
"I can't compete with that," Ash huffed, slumping down in a chair, "He's got that 'love at first sight' rubbish. Misty likes that romantic stuff. I can't offer her that."
"Ash…" Brock raised an eyebrow, "What's more romantic than falling in love with your best friend?"