While her trainer conversed with the other humans, Brie concocted different agendas. Much like Ezra, the young otter didn’t handle hunger very well. But unlike Ezra, she posed no politeness when it came down to the subject. Either she had food, or someone would have to answer to her scalchop. 

So while her trainer distracted himself with the alluring qualities of the fairer sex, she sprung into action. She scaled the tall boy, reaching and rummaging through his duffel bag for treasure. Standing frim like a tall tree, Ezra barely seemed to notice. Shoveling through his things, Brie hit pay dirt: one of his packets of jerky laid untouched. She opted to just relax in his bag and enjoy her bounty, but instead something outside captured her attention.

A sound of a package being opened, followed by a sweet scent of what could only be assumed to be baked goods. Jerky in tow, Brie sprung out of Ezra’s bag to track the scent. What she found on approach was the blonde from earlier, offering up a pack of unique looking cookies. 

[color=#E3CA19]“Oshhaa!” [i]Well, don’t mind if I do![/i][/color] If the girl was offering, who was she to say no? Shoving past the green, armless, pudgy flower bulb, Brie helped herself to Vivian’s cookies, picking out one of the confectionaries with a flipper while holding her jerky in another. 

[color=#E3CA19]“Osha oshaa wott!” [i]Mmm, something sweet to go with my savory![/i][/color] With nary a motion of thanks or recognition, the pushy Oshawott felt comfortable plopping down right there amidst those trainers and their pokemon, so she could properly enjoy her meal.