Vivian was, surprise surprise, not paying attention. The Pokedex was an interesting piece of tech to be sure, though apparently when a Pokemon is trying to get a chip bag off it's face, the camera can't recognize what kind of Pokemon it is. Vivian tucked the device into a pocket on her bag, steadying the egg hanging in it's cradle with one hand, and reaching out to try and catch the now panicked Pokemon waddling it's way through the group of trainers until it tripped over itself in front of a trainer and their fox-like Pokemon. 

[color=lightgreen]"Bud-Budew.... Budew"[i] I guess nobody noticed the plant with no arms needed help... yea?[/i][/color]

Vivian couldn't help but chuckle as she knelt down to suddenly rip the bag off Curry's head and stuff the trash in a pocket that rustled and crinkled, as if to say that this is an embarrassingly common occurrence. [color=Goldenrod]"If you could stop embarrassing me in front of all the cool, exotic trainers and their Pokemon? That would be greaaat." [/color] She quickly prevented rebuttal by tapping the shining black and red Pokeball that hung from her waist like a key-chain. 

Vivian looked up, seemingly just noticing how close she was to the other trainer. [color=goldenrod]"O-oh, hey... sorry for bothering you I'm Vivian, the chubby plant down there is Curry."[/color] Her eyes lit up as she noticed the sleek black fur and red accents of the new Pokemon next to their trainer who seemed busy in a sketchbook. Her voice faltered, as if she was about to cry. [color=goldenrod]"Who are they, and what business do they have being that cute?"[/color] Curry rolled their eyes as they waddled up, trying to stand up straight as if it would make them seem larger. [color=lightgreen]Budew, bud bud."[i]Never seen something like you before.....[/i][/color] And yet, somehow, impossibly, the smell of oversalted fried chips somehow made it even more difficult for Curry to seem intimidating. 

Vivian continued as she reached into her bag, mumbling something about healthier treats as she geeked out. [color=goldenrod]"I've never seen a Pokemon like yours, nobody ever had one at my Grandmother's daycare in Hoenn.... oh here we go!"[/color] A sudden change from the chips and sweets, Vivian pulled a slim package of cookies from the pocket on her bag. The package held tight against the contents, vacuum sealed to keep them fresh. Opening the package she smiled as she offered the trainer and their Pokemon, Curry now very agitated at the sight as they waited for the admittedly inevitable point that Vivian would hand them one. [color=goldenrod]"Lava Cookies, from my hometown. My grandmother is convinced they have some kind of healing properties, but I think that's a bit of Old People logic, trying to get me to eat better. These are made by my grandmother so they might be a bit sweeter than a regular Lava Cookie but I swear they actually are good for you."[/color]

[i][b]PANIC[/b][/i]
[i][color=goldenrod]Why?[/color][/i]
[b][i]We lack situational awareness that's why.[/i][/b]
[i][color=goldenrod]Again?[/color][/i]

Vivian went pale as she realized just how hard she tunnel visioned on the new Pokemon. She turned to the other trainer who had been there, a taller girl with red hair who was followed by what she could only describe as a gremlin.  [color=goldenrod]"Oh Arceus, I'm sorry about that.... I guess the introduction applies to you guys too, only fair right?"[/color] Vivian shrugged, this was not the first, and it would not be the last time that a cute Pokemon had prevented her from noticing her surroundings. IT seemed they weren't moving just yet, so Vivian sat down in front of the two, moving the blue speckled egg to rest in the space between her criss-crossed legs. She held the egg tight, some primal thought in the very back of her mind telling her to keep it close, and safe.