Gothitelle was relieved to finally see her trainer come out of the door of the shopping mall.

"Oh, dear. Was I gone that long?" The sun had set and the moon was coming out. However, the first thing Anthea noticed was all the guys, who were literally sliding towards the door she came out at.

Anthea's lips were sparkling, her eyes were standing out more than usual, her skin was more of a tan than a pale skin, her dry pink hair was finally glossy, and she was wearing a shiny blue tank top with silver sequins, a beautiful golden neckalace, a gold rubix belt similar to N's, and she wore dark blue skin-tight jeans with Louboutins to match her purse, red and black. Gothitelle's eyes opened wider than even possible.

"Daaanng.. Anthea, you got a serious makeover..." Gothitelle added.

However, the woman couldn't hear her Pokemon due to the enormous crowd.

And the crowd even got 10x bigger.

"Isn't that that one girl from downtown earlier?"

"No, can't be. That girl was soooo ugly, it's not even funny!"

"Yeah sure."

"She's hot!"

"LADY, WILL YOU MARRY ME? PLEAAASSSEEE?"

Anthea stepped back from the crowd, totally lost. "Umm, my Pokemon is, starving..." When the crowd only got bigger, she could only yell:

"GOTHITELLE, USE PSYCHIC ATTACK!"

Gothitelle then used a psychic attack, lifting up the crowd.

"Thanks, guys, but maybe ask later..." Trying not to be rude, yet she really wanted to get out of there.

Gothitelle ran her across the street. "Anthea Harmonia, what are you doing? You went from extremely awkward to a literal diva. And you want to be a trainer? Why aren't you a coordinator?"

"I guess..." Anthea shrugged. "I guess maybe you're right. I mean, what does a trainer even get from all those badges?"

"But, you seem to not know what to do, Ann. And I want to help, I can't afford to see you upset like that."

"Hey, are you the girl everyone's talking about?" The girl chuckled. "Passerby don't easily get famous here."

"Umm... I guess... You could say that..."

"Nevermind. My name's Cynthia. Sinnoh champion. Glad to meet you."

Anthea held up her hand for Cynthia. "My... Name's Anthea..."

Cynthia shook her hand. "Congratulations, you're officially the hottest girl on campus. Maybe you stole my title... But of course I congratulate you!"

"You...do? I, I don't really care about fame... So..."

"Oh, Anthea, you've stolen the title already... There's nothing either of us can do about it anyway, so don't worry yourself off... You must be starving, I don't think you even had dinner!" Cynthia told her. "Hey, Ann! Both of our names end with Thea! See? AnThea? CynThia? Okay, whatever."

Staring at her Pokemon for a while, Cynthia then ran over, tempted to touch the Pokemon. "Wow! What is this Pokemon? It looks amazing!"

A tad insulted, Anthea sighed. "That's my Gothitelle." then muttered "And she's not just a 'Pokemon', Cynthia." into her own range of hearing.

"Hey, Anthea, wanna enter the league? This Gothitelle would put you in great place!" Cynthia asked, tugging her new friend. "Uhhh... No, I don't think I would..." she stated nervously. "Where's the best place to eat?"

Cynthia laughed. "The Pokemon Center. You don't know? You aren't just new to Sinnoh, you're new to the WORLD!"

Anthea forced a chuckle out. "It's hilarious..." she sighed. "Because it's actually true..."

When you're trapped inside a mansion for 17 years and your only free years were the first two, how are you supposed to know what a Pokemon Center is?

"Oh, that's sad, Ann... Wait, you're joking, right?"

"Cynthia, I wish I was..."

"Whatever. Don't even worry about it... Consider yourself covered. Lunch it is."