"Serena, how come you're so boring?"

Serena looked up at Bonnie. Beneath a raised mug of iced coffee, Serena paused in her sip, staring at where Bonnie sat across from her for several long seconds. She tipped the glass up, drinking silently before carefully setting the glass mug on the papery coaster on the table.

"What do you mean...?" Serena asked, looking deeply worried.

Beneath one of the many tall plaza buildings in the central city of Costa Nova, the Cafe Luxe took up the bottom floor of the corner. A luxurious, elegant and simple cafe, Serena and Bonnie had grabbed a table close to the edge of the restaurant, eating breakfast beside one of the large open archways that opened up into the street, one of the many open archways that lined the cafe on either side.

Bonnie's plate sat largely empty, covered in small crumbs. Half of a skinned orange remained on the plate. Bonnie had set the plate aside, instead choosing to hunch over the small cafe table, drawing with a crayon on the wax paper covering. With an orange crayon gripped in her fist, she traced a cartoon Dedenne using only her imagination, working on the outline. Her face was inches from the drawing as she hunched over, her eyes carefully studying every line she drew, her whole body seemingly invested in the creation of the drawing, her legs kicking playfully beneath her.

"I mean, I just was thinking that on the way down here from the resort," said Bonnie, continuing to stare at her drawing. "You just... You just really seem scared by that laptop, and for no reason. You know?"

"But don't you think it's weird?" Serena asked, sitting forward in her chair as she watched Bonnie. "Doesn't it bother you a little bit? That one document had my name on it!"

A beat of silence passed, filled with the hasty scribbling that came from Bonnie's end of the table where she scribbled with a crayon on the wax paper, the sounds of muffled conversations in the cafe and the serene sounds of street activity next to the open patio they sat on. As Serena stared ahead, a look of dissatisfaction on her face, she reached for the ceramic set of cream and sugar, yanking out a pink sugar packet and hastily tearing it open over her coffee, dumping it in. She stirred in silence, brow furrowed as she stirred with a thin black straw.

Down beneath the table, Dedenne pawed at the leg of Bonnie's chair, head turned towards the street as he watched a trainer and her Meowth fumble with a bike lock. An empty plate full of Pokepuff crumbs sat by his feet, the matching purple and pink crumbs plastered over his face.

Serena gave a passing glance down to Dedenne, considering the situation but turning back to her own plate. Her omelette had hardly been touched, only a few bites carved out of the side, chunks of bell pepper and mushroom sticking out of the cheese and egg confection. Running her tongue along her teeth, she could feel the garnishes that had set in on the smooth surface, lifting her napkin from her lap and wiping them away. As she did, she gave a passing glance to Bonnie's main plate, where even the syrup of her pancakes had been scraped away, her glass of orange juice nearly empty.

Sighing, Serena sat back, folding her arms, looking out at the sunny day just outside the dim shade of the cafe.

"You can't just call people 'boring'," said Serena. "That's very rude Bonnie."

"Yeah, well, Clemont says it's more rude to reject a gift."

"Bonnie, we don't know it's a gift!" Serena snapped, sounding exasperated.

Bonnie jumped back, silently surprised. Down beneath the table, as her chair squeaked in surprise, Dedenne yelped, rattling his plate of food that had been stashed beneath the table. Scowling, Bonnie grabbed the seat of her chair, kicking her legs until the chair scooted back in. She threw aside the purple crayon she had snapped, instead grabbing a red crayon to color in the cheeks.

"Sorry Bonnie, I know things are different when you're young, but older kids worry about a lot more things."

"You're not that much older than me," Bonnie mumbled.

Serena turned to Bonnie, looking annoyed. "Alright, what would you do in this situation?"

Bonnie shrugged. "I don't know. I think I would take the gift."

"Okay, but why?"

"'Why'? I mean, I don't know. Why does everything have to have a reason with you?" Bonnie shot Serena an annoyed look. "Some things just 'are', you know?"

"Just..." Serena sighed. "Can you please just give me one?"

Bonnie paused, looking up at Serena. Instead of answering Serena, she set down her crayon, reaching for her orange half and picking it up off the plate, holding it in front of Serena. She peeled off a slice, eating it, swallowing and then waving it up in front of Serena to make sure she was paying attention.

"See this orange?" asked Bonnie. "Remember when I asked for oranges and the waitress lady said they were out?"

Serena narrowed her eyes. "Yeah... I do actually... Where did you get that?'

"Well, I went to the bathroom, and outside the bathroom the garbage can was full of oranges!"

Serena made a face, shrinking back and sticking her tongue out. "Bonnie, that's disgusting."

"No Serena, it's okay!" said Bonnie. "This one had fallen on the floor, and I washed it out in the sink!"

"Bonnie, I'm serious. You really should throw that out."

"Serena, you're missing the point! The point isn't how I got the orange, it's that now Dedenne and I have delicious orange slices!" Bonnie said, visibly beaming. She kicked her legs, peeling off another orange slice. "I wasn't expecting an orange, and now I have one, and it's great!" she exclaimed, popping another slice into her mouth, chewing happily.

Serena sighed. She hung her head over the table, her hands reaching up and massaging her eyes as she thought.

"Bonnie, that's the opposite of your point," said Serena. "That's like, helping my point. Just because something seems good doesn't actually mean it's good. There are plenty of things that seem good at first but have bad intentions."

"I know that not all food is healthy for you," Bonnie said, rolling her eyes. "I'm just saying... You know... Live a little! Don't be boring! Consider the... um... flowers of the... um... planter box?"

Serena sighed. "'The lilies of the field', I know."

Another beat of silence passed. Bonnie finished coloring in the potato-shaped Dedenne, now drawing a large talk balloon beside Dedenne, trying to cram in all the words before she hit the border of the talk bubble. Behind Dedenne, several gray rectangles representing buildings had been drawn, with one of them in Dedenne's hand, ripped from the ground. She had drawn half a fire, and she picked it back up as soon as she finished the talk balloon.

Having taken another stab at eating her omelet, Serena wiped her mouth with the napkin, chewing silently. After finishing the single bite she threw her napkin over the top of the dish, letting the black fabric sink into the cheesy surface. She looked at the food with disdain, folding her arms.

Serena turned her head up to Bonnie, giving her a biting glare. "Honestly, I wouldn't have opted to eat breakfast with you if I thought this would be such an issue. Remind me again why I volunteered to do this?"

"Ash and Clemont already had things to do. You won't let me go to breakfast by myself."

"Oh come on, Bonnie! Is this so hard? I thought we could have a nice, quiet breakfast at Cafe Luxe, and then maybe go for a bit of an adventure around the island. You make it sound like it's a burden to hang out with me," said Serena. "Am I really that boring? What on earth could you possibly do today that's so much better?"

"Serena, you only want to go shopping."

"What? Bonnie, we talked about going to the beach! The beaches here are so lovely!"

Bonnie groaned audibly. The crayon gripped in her hand scribbled to fill in the fire behind Dedenne. "The whole ride we took on that smelly boat, all you talked about was some boutique, getting frozen yogurt and getting your hair cut."

"Bonnie, Miss Desi's Cottage is one of the most fashionable boutiques in the whole Kalos region, with all sorts of outfits and accessories that I could use in the events I have coming up—of course I'm looking forward to shopping there," said Serena. She closed her eyes, giving a dreamy smile. "And it wasn't just any frozen yogurt, it's the Salt of the Sea creamery and their 52 flavors, something I thought you would actually like. I haven't even read about what showcases Costa Nova has, but they're sure to be fun and fashionable!"

"You still talked about that haircut place the whole way."

"That's a 'spa'. It's called a 'pedicure'. I was talking more about getting a 'facial' than anything," Serena huffed.

"I thought you told Ash to stop using that word because it made you uncomfortable."

"Bonnie!"