By the time Rebecca walked out the door Samantha was back to covering her face with her hands, though this time it was in exasperation rather than to just block out the smell. She had been unable to say anything after the way Rebecca had so dismissively brushed away her concern over how she was treating her Pokémon, left completely speechless by the way the girl seemed to just live in her own journalistic world with little consideration for anything else. Eddy at least seemed to have a better idea of how to handle her, though the way she just broke down in tears was a little disconcerting.

With Rebecca now gone, trailed by her poor, beleaguered Whismur, it was just her and Eddy left in the room with their Pokémon. Slowly, Samantha pulled her head out of her hands and turned to face her remaining partner. [color=f49ac2]“She’s completely delusional right? It’s not just me?”[/color]

Letting out a sigh Samantha wandered over and sat down heavily on the bench to one side of the room, making sure to avoid the wet patch that showed where Rebecca had been sitting. [color=f49ac2]“Hopefully she’s not like that all the time, because I don’t think I can handle it if she is. And if I catch her hitting that poor Whismur for no reason I’m going to give her a piece of my mind.”[/color]

Huffing out a breath to try and release some of her frustration, she forced herself to think of something else before she got too riled up. She turned her attention towards Eddy and gave him the once over out of the corner of her eye; he was kind of tall and maybe a little skinny, had messy brown hair and was probably a little older than herself. Trainers could be all sorts but Eddy looked like your normal, typical guy. Hopefully she could get along with him better than she would with Rebecca.

Samantha extended a hand towards Eddy for him to shake. [color=f49ac2]“My name’s Samantha. You said you were a cameraman?”[/color]

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