[ There's a few moments of silence before Leon's socially handicapped brain catches on to the fact the onus is on him to continue the conversation. He opens his mouth to speak, but a resounding bark cuts him off. Startled, he looks behind Coop, at the inn's sliding doors, open to the crash of rain and rumbling thunder.
Lucky the Growlithe apparently decided not only to go gallivanting off in the rain, she also seems to have picked up a friend doing so. Standing next to Lucky is Tricia the Manectric, both soaked, muddy and endlessly pleased with themselves. Leon, baffled, shakes his head and moves to get up. Hint: he's about to get seriously soaked by two shaking dogs. ]
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Lucky the Growlithe apparently decided not only to go gallivanting off in the rain, she also seems to have picked up a friend doing so. Standing next to Lucky is Tricia the Manectric, both soaked, muddy and endlessly pleased with themselves. Leon, baffled, shakes his head and moves to get up. Hint: he's about to get seriously soaked by two shaking dogs. ]