The reporter tilted her head at Samantha as she began delivering some responses while the turtle minion began to sniff at the journalist, but few of them that gave any [i]useful information.[/i] Well at least she knew the girl wasn't aware of her broadcasts. But, frankly that was to be expected. Her programming was at such an inconvenient time-slot that most wouldn't have caught a glimpse of it anyway. As Samantha, in shock of the information that was provided earlier, came up to Rebecca she once again held up her microphone to get the actual answers. But such a reaction was interrupted by the sudden shock of the TV spurring to life that Whismur once again hid behind the furniture. 

Rebecca spun around and blinked at the TV. "Huh." she remarked as gears in her head began turning. Her Pokedex began buzzing and began to move off a small table which it was presently located on. But before it could fall off her Whismur dashed to collect it. Slowly Whismur shuffled towards Rebecca who went to her creature to collect the PokeDex. 

With the PokeDex in one hand, and the microphone in the other she held it out in front of Samantha and spoke. "Yes. I told you already. Please try to keep up! But I'll explain again sure. The Crybaby ruined a shot by glowing a bright white so I had to smack him to make him stop. I can demonstrate if you want, but the Crybaby hasn't done anything wrong yet so I would advice against hitting now. But I assure you if you wait for the creature to do something inane I will show you how to properly smack your monster! OH! OH! Now as you said, I know you aren't done with me. But before I engage the interview with you proper, please would you mind answering the following questions? Name? Occupation? Purpose for being here? Any knowledge of any cover-ups? Schemes?" 

She flicked the device open to see that, it had a [i]personalized[/i] message. The device somehow seemed to know which room was chosen, but while it went on about Team Names and missions and all those things, Rebecca Pierce had her mind scheme up the potential of the device. 

So she went to Eddy on the other side of the room and slammed the PokeDex near him. "You! Oh besides the questions of 'name', 'occupation', 'purpose for being here', can you tear this thing apart? You have some idea of how the device works and I need the GPS tracker removed and reprogrammed! It'll have far more use for me outside than inside where someone else can track me!"

Rebecca Pierce grinned as she plotted out the use a spare tracking chip would provide her. All she'd have to do was find the appropriate target for news, place it on and if she had control of the device to locate the chip she wouldn't have to stake out a high profile target for journalism! It would be a win win for everyone!