"Hmmm..." Relicanth thought to himself as it was raining harshly in Seaside Hill, having several dried pretzels sitting out in the rain, to be made soggy. "Things sure have been quiet ever since that incident..."
"What incident?" Asked a curious Floatzel, walking up to the soggy pretzel stand.
"Oh, the one where all these random clubs gathered to defeat some evil, and then take down an entire tower that was controlling the minds of the tourists." Relicanth stated as he shook his head. "More profoundly, I haven't seen anyone use the train station in months. I wonder how old Chuffy is doing..."
"Yeah... seems to be these stands go on and off depending on the mood of some folks," Floatzel agreed with a nod of her head as she placed down some Pokemoney. "Can I get some soggy pretzels?"
"But of course, miss. After all, business is business." Relicanth happily obliged as he gave the Floatzel several soggy pretzels, with lightning flashing the dark stormy sky as thunder boomed.