Cheren sat down. He was in a small diner. Professor Juniper was seated on the opposite side of the table. He avoided glancing at the window beside the table.
"How have you been?" Juniper asked. Cheren tapped his finger against the table.
"Don't waste my time. I have to get back to NImbasa." Juniper smirked.
"Why's that? Are you worried about Andrew and Bianca?"
"No. I'd rather not get distracted. I need to train my pokemon as much as I can."
"Of course, you can't lose."
"I saw Nathan, Andrew's brother, and Alder the champion. I think Dewott has a lot of potential. If I raise it right I believe it will outclass Alder's Volcarona."
"You think so?" Juniper waved a waitress over and ordered a drink. "Alder's Volcarona is a very rare pokemon. Even compared to legendary pokemon it stands out. Apparently, it's flames match the power of Reshiram."
"Reshiram, huh." Cheren looked out the window beside the table. The ground was infinitely down below. Merely patches of color. Cheren stared, taking in the glory of the entire Unova region.
"That look on your face." Juniper smiled. "It brings back so many memories." Cheren scowled. Juniper chuckled. "I have faith in you, Cheren. I know my investment will pay off." She tapped her earpiece. "Harmonia. Take us down in Mistralton please." She listened for a moment. "Yes, yes. I know."
"Mistralton? Are you kidding me?" Cheren smacked the table.
"Sorry, dear." Juniper condescended. "We have business there. I could use your assistance."
"Forget it."
