"Wow somehow your new crew seem even wimpier how'd that happen?" Before she realized what it was doing, Bridget felt her hand reflexively clench around empty air, trying to grip the handle of something that wasn't there. She was late to the conversation, but that one snide comment told her a lot. Most important of the lot was that this guy was a judgmental dick. Was there something in the water of the Korova region that just made people perfectly wired to push Bridget's buttons? Because it happened no less than four separate times since arriving in the region, two of which were today alone. As another one of this group - someone more sensible and good-natured, clearly - held out some food for her and Quinn, Bridget raised a polite hand of denial. However, her eyes did not shift from the rude one. "I guess that means your friends are in no position to battle huh? Shame, was hoping to wipe the floor with you losers." "Actually, it's the strangest thing," Bridget replied. "Suddenly, I'm full of energy again and I'd love nothing more than to battle." "Whoa, did someone use a Move on you?" Kenta said, his eyes slowly trailing over toward Quinn. "Something like that." Bridget held up a poke ball, finger already on the button. "So? We doing this?"

8/10, I dug it, even if not much to say