Relicanth murmured as he was looking over his batch of pretzels, with a Mega Sharpedo approaching the pretzel stand, confused about the rock fish looking so thoughtful in mind, with it being nighttime at Seaside Hill.
"Hey, old man," The Mega Sharpedo stated as he was craving to have some soggy pretzels. "What say you stop acting so lonely and give me a couple of your wet knots?"
"...you know, I was just thinking." Relicanth stated as he turned to the Mega Sharpedo. "Am I confined to just being called that old man selling the old gross pretzels? I've been thinking about this time to time..."
"Look, grandpa, I don't know where you would get that kind of thought, but as far as I'm concerned, your pretzels are enough to overlook you as being old." The Mega Sharpedo replied as he laid down some Poke money for Relicanth to take. "Age is just a mind thing. You tend to let it get to you sometimes. I know, it's happened to me. Just let it go."
"...so you're saying that it's fine to act what age you like to be?" Relicanth responded to the Mega Sharpedo, who smirked in return. Relicanth let out a sigh of relief as he felt better about himself. "Well, that makes my night. Have a couple extra pretzels on the house."
And with that, Relicanth sprayed a nearby old batch of pretzels with a Hydro Pump, soaking them as he then handed them to the Mega Sharpedo, who decided to chat more with Relicanth, making the night one to remember.