Margo stared at the scrap of paper in her hand. The number written on it was ingrained in her mind by now, but she still looked at it constantly. She wrestled with the idea of calling her parents all night, Dan's intense emotions for his mother's illness still nagging at her. She sighed, folding the paper and shoving it back into her backpack sitting next to her, throwing her regrets into the pack as well. 

The woman caught sight of Indy coming out down the hall of the pokemon center, waving him down from the same seat she had been in last night when Indy and Dan had gone off to their own devices. [color=mediumseagreen]"Indy, how did you sleep? Are you all rested for your battle with that little kid?"[/color] Margo smiled softly at the male as he made his way to the lobby, wondering if he would use some of the things she had taught him the other day. Maybe something actually stuck during their training the other day if he was lucky.