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The cool glass of the bakery display began to warm and condensate as the breaths of Ezra and Brie fogged it up. [color=white]“Heya, son.”[/color] The elderly gentleman behind the counter broke the two from their gaze. As Ezra rose up (and then rose [i]over[/i]) the man’s person, he began his spiel.

[color=white]“This here’s Maxwell’s Coffee, welcome.”[/color] The proprietor started in a jovial, yet humble drawl. [color=white]“Here we treat coffee with the respect it deserves. Judging by the famished looks on you and your pokemon’s face, I can only assume y’all missed breakfast.”[/color] Ezra nodded enthusiastically. 

The well-traveled gentleman shook his head at the boy. [color=white]“Y’can’t be doing nothing like that, son! Y’got a lotta heft to ya, muscle like that needs to be maintained!”[/color] The man’s tone of concern quickly transitioned to one of a salesman.

[color=white]“Luckily, you ran in here for a pit stop. Now, we may not sell any hot meals, but you can definitely fill up with some of our baked goods, and wash it down with a tall cup of our world-famous coffee! Y’know, something to hold y’over until you hit the next town.”[/color] The man leaned in, and Ezra almost vibrated in anticipation.

[color=white]“Anything catch ya eye, lad?”[/color] 

[color=#00FFAE]“...Your entire stock…?”[/color] Ezra replied, the ferocious growl of his stomach almost drowning out his weak request. Of course, this got a hearty chortle out of the store’s owner. [color=#00FFAE]“My emergency fund is bottomless, I will spare no expense.”[/color] Ezra quietly reiterated the request, and his phone (which was still in the middle of a call) came to life.

[color=#EEA1F6]“Uh, no??”[/color] Ezzie called from the pocket of his shorts. 

[color=white]“Who’s that?”[/color] 

[color=#00FFAE]“My sister.”[/color] 

[color=white]“Well, as much as I'd like to oblige your request son, I’ll have to agree with your sister. I gots a service to provide here, the greatness of coffee and baked goods can’t be hogged by one person y’see.”[/color] He calmly explained. [color=white]“I’ll give you an extra large piece of crumb cake though, how’s that sound?”[/color] Ezra and Brie replied with another rapid nod. 

[color=#00FFAE]“And an iced coffee, please.”[/color] 

[color=white]“Sure, son.”[/color] 

Beyond the preparation and exchange of funds, Ezra gave his thanks and proceeded back into the world. Brie slid from his shoulder to the fold in his raised arm to pick at the sweet cakey goodness in his hands. Naturally Ezra quickly noticed Lizbeth in the scene, talking up Lilith. As he neared the two, a change in the redhead’s makeup immediately caught his attention. 

[color=#00FFAE]“Lizbeth, your eyes!”[/color] He exclaimed as he chewed. 

[color=#EEA1F6]“What’s wrong with wifey?!”[/color] They could hear from his pocket.

[color=#00FFAE]“She was kinda wobbly earlier, and now her eyes are red! I’m really thinking she’s dehydrated!”[/color] 

[color=#EEA1F6]“Lemme see!”[/color]

With his hands already full, Ezra did what he could to take out his phone and present Lizbeth to the call once more. Ezzie and Sammi stood by and checked out the girl as the tall trainer practically shoved his phone in her face. 

[color=#EEA1F6]“...Those are contacts, Eazy.”[/color] Ezzie stated simply. 

[color=#DCFF9F]“Either that or she can change her eye color, which would be wicked.”[/color]

[color=#00FFAE]“Are you sure?”[/color] He wanted to confirm, closing the distance even more. [color=#00FFAE]“Now even her face's getting red!”[/color] 

[color=#EEA1F6]“...Probably because you’re all up in her grill, bro.”[/color]  Ezzie elaborated, but Ezra wasn’t entirely convinced.
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