[h2][right][color=#E89EB8][b]Sylvie Chase[/b][/color][/right][/h2]
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	“Oh, really?” said Sylvie in slight surprise. She hadn’t expected anyone to be so generous. Perhaps because this was the first official day since arriving maybe? Whatever the reason, it means she didn’t need to reheat the rice. “Don’t mind if I do then. Come Belle, breakfast has been served.” Sylvie scooped up one of the unclaimed bowls and say down at the counter with the rest of them. She picked on of the berries off the top and tossed it towards Belle who easily caught it in her mouth.
	“A potluck? Sound like fun. Sure I’m interested. I hope you don’t mind I only know how to make simple things.” said Sylvie. She scooped a bit of the oatmeal. It still had some warmth, but was not as hot as it might have been earlier. The honey added a noticable touch a sweetness that easily complimented the tartness of the berries. It was simple, but satisfying. Belle, the sylveon, had used its feelers to snag a bowl for herself and seemed started to eat.
	“Don’t forget to tell the others. The more the merrier, and it would certainly help us get to know each other better. It feels like there hasn’t been much opprotunity to actually mingle since arriving. I’d especially love to see what pokemon everyone has. I’d love to see what else your combee is capable of if this honey is anything to go off of.” Sylvie sat in silence for just a moment longer as she finished the bowl of oatmeals. She rested it on the counter and opened the bottle of milk. She drank about half of it before the bottle was grabbed away by Belle. 
	“Oh, hold on a minute. I don’t remember your name. I actually… That’s embarrasing. Eheh.” said Sylvie shyly, rubbing the back of her neck.