Lance thought the girl had the right idea to go nap seeing as how long this taking to start. He too leaned back into the chair and started to try and take a nap. Such restfulness would be interrupted by the new guy waltzing in and spazzing out as he tripped over the girl with his pokemon, not only that but he also began yelling at her. Much to his surprise, he didn't expect for that slaking backpack to come alive and smack the little pokemon into the wall. 

Lance was simply displeased with this newest addition as a cold shudder came over him. The thought that perhaps given his age he was assigned to these kids to be like a babysitter to them. Scowling through his shades, "You know kid, maybe you should practice looking at your surroundings instead of yelling at others for your mistake. It'll be good since we're gonna be outdoors. Anyway if you're go fight take outside the room, I want to rest and I got no interest playing babysitter with you two." 

He then noticed from the corner of the eye that the girl who was napping pretty solidly was now getting up slowly. Rather slowly and much more relaxedly for someone who got tripped on. He didn't mind that much given how much this kid was spazzing out over nothing. She then spoke to them like nothing happened. "It's cool... Just wondering when are we going to start waiting in this room is kinda boring." He said to her.  He then rifled through his backpack and took out an aluminum can. A "gashunk" could be heard as he cracked open a cold one and reclined into his seat. "The name's Lance Goodthrust by the way." He said casually in between sips.