"Hmm...I can see why they call it Violet City."

Mary was strutting through the bluish community, noticing that Falkner's towering Gym seemed to attract many birds. She looked up, wondering if she'd see a flock of Hoothoot to greet her, but instead a shadow blocked her view.

"Mary! Mary! It is I! Falkner!"

Falkner slowly had his Noctowl descend from the heavens to gracefully present himself in front of Mary. With each flap of its graceful wings, feathers fell onto the ground. "How do you do?"

"Flattered. Hiya Falk. So, um...I was going around to-"

"Do some interviews about Whitney and Bugsy?"

"Er, yeaahhh...how did you know?" The redhead cocked an eyebrow, rather intrigued to hear how a supposed caged bird like Falkner heard about the news.

"You could call it..." The blue-haired boy strikes a corny pose. "A feathered hunch!"

One could hear a pin-drop for a few seconds.

"O...kay...well do you mind asking some questions about the couple?"

"Sure. Just...keep it safe, okay?"

"How do you feel about Whitney?"

Falkner tweeded his thumbs, grunting slightly. "Well...y'know, she is cute. I think everyone can agree on that, haha. But, well...We're not compatible. She isn't serious enough for me." He would never dare mention his father's disapproval of her in what could be a public broadcast.

"Okay..." Mary jotted down some notes onto her pad. "And how about Bugsy?"

"Oh, me and Bugsy go way back! We've been good friends since...gosh, I forget how long, now."

"Did you two...simultaneous crush on Whitney?"

"Oh...yeah. You could say that. In fact...um, I'll be honest, there was a time when she nearly split us. But we knew that deep down inside, we'd still be friends, with her in or out of the picture."

"Aw, that's adorable to know you two are such good friends! What do you two do on your spare time?"

"Well...we play board games and go bug hunting, and occasionally do some battles. Naturally, I win most of them takes to Type advantages...but his Heracross recently got Stone Edge and its been giving me some trouble..."

"Even Gym Leaders need to hone their skills up outside of the ring! You've been very cooperative so far...Hmm..."

For some reason, Mary thinking up of a new question to ask had put some fear into Falkner. Normally the teen is very shy around anyone who isn't his friend. And given how they've had previous run-ins before, he knew that the girl was very good at asking invasive questions.

"So tell me...how about Morty?"

Suddenly, the Bird keeper felt his heart sink like a rock. "M-M-M-M-Morty-ty? W-what d-d-do you want to know a-a-bout him...?" Almost immediately the Flying-Type trainer began to sweat profusely.

"Is he your friend?"

"Y-y-y-yeah...you could s-say that...mmhm!"

The radio host giggled. "Gee, Falkner, you look clammy! Maybe something is bothering you? Perhaps feeling hot from fever?"

"N-nothing, nothing at all..."

"Have you been to his home recently?"

Crap.

"W-we're done here! P-please go away and never bother me again and go away and stuff just please get out of my sight."

Falkner jumped onto Noctowl, who on cue, rose straight upward into the sky. Mary just scoffed, and victoriously crossed her arms. "What a maroon. Where to next...? Hmm, I think I'll see if I can talk to Officer Jenny, maybe she can tell me more about the crime incident."

And that day, they said if you listen in the sky very closely, you could hear someone crying.