Oh, motorcycle lady! Melissa was, in her rounds, close enough to hear her comment--and replied with a happy, peppy[color=f49ac2] "Nooo, I'm not allowed coffee!"[/color] Bouncing on the spot to smile at the lady despite the less-than-politeness she radiated [color=f49ac2]"I dunno why, but anything Mom actually agrees with Dad about is something I should [i]probably[/i] obey!"[/color] she explained and, well, off she went again, stepping away and about to go faster when the assistant-lady called for attention?! And that! Well she was here at their call, so, only polite!...and she was interested, so she slowed, and stayed still-ish (Bouncing on her toes but not [i]swaying[/i]), and--wait, does that tall proper-looking lady have a...a...Pokemon? Of some sort she didn't know, but it had a tail and was beige-ish. Maybe a fighting type? Not that she'd know--right! Professor! Arriving! Attention! Focus! Stop looking at tall Pokemon-on-her lady, focus on assistant-lady, and...! And... And the lady didn't come out yet. Melissa blinked, and blinked, and the professor (Was she really prune-like?) [i]did not[/i] materialize. Her attention wandered, as it did, back to the thing that had previously caught her attention, as it was common to. That lady, with a Pokemon on her! Which was not uncommon, really, but she had [i]not[/i] seen that type of Pokemon before! Also the lady was....Well, she had the cool-lady-from-the-boat's issue. Which wasn't an issue for [i]her[/i] more an issue for Melissa. Soft! and right at eye-level to boot, goodness. Which is more of a problem now that she's right close to her! Well whatever, look up, and up, and [i]up[/i] and[color=f49ac2] "Hello! What's that Pokemon? Oh!"[/color] She grinned, and clapped, hands together after [color=f49ac2]"Nice to meet you!"[/color] she chirped, which got a follow-along [color=7ea7d8]"Azuuu!"[/color] From on top of her head. Then a blink. Oh, right, another person here! Eyes drifted to...the other very tall girl, blonde with eye-shadow and a [i]very[/i] pretty Pokemon, hereself. [color=f49ac2]"And nice to meet you, also! That's a...."[/color] A tilt of her head, thoughtful, Lonitt not seeming to even protest as she/he remained seated atop her head, despite the almost comical 45 degree angle--nor the sudden return to upright[color=f49ac2] "Ponyta! Of some sort. Right?"[/color] She asked, and smiled wide. Oh, and of course [color=7ea7d8]"Ri-rill!"[/color] From above her. All good, all friendly! Was she planning on talking to everyone? No, but it seemed inevitable! Even though she was already bouncing on her toes again (though her thick-and-comfy outfit limited other sorts of bounce.) and nodding and [color=f49ac2]"Oh, I'm Melissa! Though I think I announced that already...."[/color] she added, and hummed, thoughtful, tapping her chin with her left index finger. Hrm. [i]Eh.[/i] Wait, is that the purple guy? From the boat? Looking like he's being nice to the having-a-hard-time guy on the couch?...Did she hear [i]blind?[/i] Oh, wow. Oh and cool-lady and--right! Snap eyes back to the two she was addressing. [i]Politeness[/i], right right right.