[Min-Gi does not look amused by the Skitty's antics. He's not surprised, but he is disappointed. He's opens his mouth to tell Ryan off about feeding a cat fries when he seems to indulge her, but he opens up his hand again before he gets chance and that has Min laughing as he sits back down.
Strut wails loudly as she returns, unable to get up onto either of them since Min has the box on his lap. She calls out for support from Vogue. Surely the humans couldn't resist both of them?
For now her pleas for food fall on deaf ears as Min passes Ryan his fries then opens the box, tilting it towards Ryan to offer him a slice.]
It looks just like Hawaiian.
[Despite it being Ryan's pick, Min sounds genuinely fascinated by this.]
[Vogue's mrow in return is very "meh". He would normally beg, but he can smell the sharp pineapple and he doesn't want any of that, thank you.
While everyone else has been busy with emotions and whatnot, Vogue has been being sneaky looking in cupboards in the kitchenette. There isn't a lot there since their stay is temporary, but surely the treats are somewhere...
Ryan is not paying him any attention anyway. He just stares at the slice in his hand.]
Woah. It totally does...
[Without examining it further (since it came from a human restaurant and not a random psychic pokémon) Ryan impulsively takes a bite. Once he swallows, he happily reports--]
Tastes like it too! That's so weird...
[A good sort of weird though, one that Ryan is enjoying.]
[Strut yowls louder still at Vogue's betrayal. Why won't anyone help this poor, starving feline? She hasn't caught onto Vogue's more subtle tactic, still thinking she needs to rely on humans to give her tasty things.
His instincts are on point though. No matter how short the stay, Min-Gi likes to unpack and put things they'll likely need in their proper place. Treats are an essential when you have Pokémon as spoiled as theirs. The treats are in there... Somewhere.
Min's barely picked up his own slice by the time Ryan's already tucking in, and he pauses to glance at him as he reacts.]
Yeah?
[He raises an eyebrow, then takes a bite himself.]
Huh. It does. It's weird how many things are like that here. Like... you'd think it'd be way more different, right? Even with the same foods there'd be some different way they'd figured out how to make it. But this is just a Hawaiian.
[This is something Ryan absolutely can't do when he's traveling, and another reason he's lucky to have Min with him. When left to his own devices he lives out of whatever bag he packed for the occasion, or just leaves most of his stuff in the van. If he unpacks and puts anything away, it's almost guaranteed to be forgotten about come check-out time. There's absolutely no putting anything away for safe keeping because as soon as it's shut in an unfamiliar drawer, it's gone. His sense of object permanence disappears.]
Right! Like it's one thing to just happen to come up with the same combinations, but they literally named it Aloha-n Pizza. That's Hawaiian, man! How would they even know to call this kind of pizza that if there isn't a Hawaii here?
[Maybe because it's Alolan and not Aloha-n, but it's still pretty damn close so the point...almost stands?]
Fine. But don't come complaining to me when it turns out inferior to the real deal.
[Really, he'd be on it in a second no matter how bad the region name may end up being. Alolan pizza is fine, so he has no reason to think poutine would be any different.]
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Strut wails loudly as she returns, unable to get up onto either of them since Min has the box on his lap. She calls out for support from Vogue. Surely the humans couldn't resist both of them?
For now her pleas for food fall on deaf ears as Min passes Ryan his fries then opens the box, tilting it towards Ryan to offer him a slice.]
It looks just like Hawaiian.
[Despite it being Ryan's pick, Min sounds genuinely fascinated by this.]
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While everyone else has been busy with emotions and whatnot, Vogue has been being sneaky looking in cupboards in the kitchenette. There isn't a lot there since their stay is temporary, but surely the treats are somewhere...
Ryan is not paying him any attention anyway. He just stares at the slice in his hand.]
Woah. It totally does...
[Without examining it further (since it came from a human restaurant and not a random psychic pokémon) Ryan impulsively takes a bite. Once he swallows, he happily reports--]
Tastes like it too! That's so weird...
[A good sort of weird though, one that Ryan is enjoying.]
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His instincts are on point though. No matter how short the stay, Min-Gi likes to unpack and put things they'll likely need in their proper place. Treats are an essential when you have Pokémon as spoiled as theirs. The treats are in there... Somewhere.
Min's barely picked up his own slice by the time Ryan's already tucking in, and he pauses to glance at him as he reacts.]
Yeah?
[He raises an eyebrow, then takes a bite himself.]
Huh. It does. It's weird how many things are like that here. Like... you'd think it'd be way more different, right? Even with the same foods there'd be some different way they'd figured out how to make it. But this is just a Hawaiian.
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Right! Like it's one thing to just happen to come up with the same combinations, but they literally named it Aloha-n Pizza. That's Hawaiian, man! How would they even know to call this kind of pizza that if there isn't a Hawaii here?
[Maybe because it's Alolan and not Aloha-n, but it's still pretty damn close so the point...almost stands?]
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[Min mostly agrees, but he is nothing if not pedantic.]
I think it's meant to be sort of like Hawaii? But does that mean there's somewhere like Canada here? Or was it invented somewhere else?
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[Ryan laughs at his own dumb joke so hard that it doesn't actually make any noise.]
Wait, wait, no. We show up somewhere and they're like-- they're like, "We sell poutine from the far-off region of Sorey-eh!"
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Dude, if someone tries to sell us poutine from somewhere called Sorey-eh we are not trying it.
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[Wait. Wait. Hang on, he has to amend this after the events of today.]
I am trying it as long as it's not being delivered by a weird psychic pokémon.
[Better?]
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[Really, he'd be on it in a second no matter how bad the region name may end up being. Alolan pizza is fine, so he has no reason to think poutine would be any different.]