As the Viridian Gym Leader tore into him, Erik stood stiff, paralyzed in the fear of doing anything more to raise the temperature of the white-hot fire being spit his way. Katya tucked herself in behind her trainer, not sure of what she could do to ease the situation. Fortunately someone else behind him had a bit more presence of mind to pull the Sinnoan out of the reach of Gary Muthafuckin' Oak. As the pair skedaddled out of the lobby, Erik finally snapped out of his trance long enough to listen to his presumed savior, as well as the looky-loo who had peaced out right after them.

Erik could only rub the back of his neck, doing his best to avoid the still perched Pokemon on the back. "I didn't mean to do that though...I just thought I broke the thing already." He had his Pokedex out and was checking the holo-screen to make sure nothing was cracked or anything. Luckily the annoying experience with the X-transceiver was not repeated this time. Everything was in working order. Erik's confidence on the other hand was still struggling to come back online. "He didn't have to go so crazy about it..."

Introductions were to be had though, and the other two gentlemen made their names and partner's known. "Right, um, I'm Erik...MacKinnon. I'm from Veilstone, out in Sinnoh." He pointed up over his shoulder to the now emerging Roselia, who was satisfied that these new people did not wield the same kind of fury that Gary did. "This is Katya."

Katya waved her blue rose-adorned limb at the two other trainers, ignoring the fact that she should likely be somewhat leery of the Fire-type on the head of the other boy. That thing looked far too sleepy to be troubling. "[color=00a651]Rose![/color]" She offered in greeting.

"So do we have to stay here?" Erik said, still looking back at the lab. "I don't want to stay here any more."

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Gary took the silence of the other three trainers to indicate that there would be no more questions. "Good, now get out of here. Don't let the Pidgeys crap all over ya."

"OH SHIT! OH SHIT!"

Gary turned back towards the lobby, where he heard the cries coming from the Professor. "Gramps! Gramps, what is it?"

"Oh shit! Come help me! The toaster isn't working right! Get your Arcanine to cook this bagel for me! It's too cold, oh shit!"

"Grrrrrr..." Gary could barely keep his eyebrow from twitching out of control. "Everyone out. Now."