Andre's was in the bathroom of his hotel room, getting ready to go out. He had arrived the night before, and with his fortune, was able to afford a room at a fancy hotel. Andre couldn't imagine staying in a Pokemon Center like the other trainers. The only downside was being in this huge room all by himself. He only had his Pokemon for companions. Andre wasn't too bothered by that, because he knew he was going to be surrounded by people the minute he stepped out of this room. 

The young movie star was busy studying his reflection in the bathroom mirror, making sure he was presentable before he stepped off the plane. One has to look good at all times, because you never know where there will be someone with a camera who wants to take his picture. He couldn't afford to have a bad hair day, or else that picture would end up in a magazine, and the tabloids would rip him to shreds. Such is the life of a star. In the end, it was all worth it for the fame and fortune that being a star brings. 

Once he finished brushing his blonde hair, he adjusted his tie, and checked the mirror one last time. [i]"C'est magnifique!"[/i] He exclaimed once he was satisfied, he sprayed on some lavender scented perfume, and put on his pink beret. He completed the look by grabbing a pair of pink sunglasses, and putting them top of his head. Just in time too, because the plane had finally landed. Andre grabbed his pink messenger bag. If you didn't know better, it was easy to assume that it was a girl's bag. He put the sunglasses over his eyes, then, he gestured to his Sylveon, who was sleeping on a red velvet pillow. "Come along Jeanne, it is time for us to go!"

The Sylveon's ribbons and ears twitched when her name was called. "Sylveon." she said calmly before gracefully leaping to her trainer's side.

[i]"Très bien!"[/i] Andre said to his Pokemon as he put her pillow away in his bag. Then he put the sunglasses over his eyes, and stepped out of the room. 

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Less than a second after stepping out of the hotel building, there was a horde of papparazzi outside waiting for him. All of them shouting Andre's name, and flashing their fancy cameras. Andre was amazed that they were able to find him all the way in a far off place like this, but he was cool with it nnevertheless. He smirked as he calmly walked past all the photographers. Every now and then giving them a smile, posing for a few pictures with Jeanne, who also enjoyed the people squealing how cute she was, and signing some autographs for fans that asked for it. He loved all the attention. After all, these people were supporting his career, it was the least he could do to give them what they want. Any star who complains about the constant media attention is lying. They wouldn't be stars if they hated attention. 

After a few minutes of that, Andre strolled over to the local Pokemon Center. Before walking into the building, he turned around, smiled, and waved goodbye to his fans. [i]"Merci beaucoup![/i] You're a wonderful audience! [i]Au revoir!"[/i] Then he took a bow, stepped inside, and shut the door behind him. Once inside the center, he put the sunglasses back on top of his head, pulled out a hair brush from his bag, and took a seat at a nearby chair. His Sylveon sat took a seat in front of her trainer. Andre decided that the Fairy type was in need of a good grooming before they headed out into the festival.

"Syllllveon." Crystal purred as her trainer gently stroked her fur with the brush.