Doug tilted his head, grinning wide. "Why would that alarm me?" He said, brandishing his net. "That's great! A predator with glowing eyes... Hn. I can think of a few bugs with glowing eyes, but-"

He paused as they entered the alleyway. His eyes drifting to one of the trashcans... where a little bug fluttered about. He fell dead silent, following besides everyone else while never taking his eyes off the trash.

As they passed by the cans on the way out, he suddenly swung his net as if he was trying to club someone on the head with, its metallic ring clanging loudly against the trash lids.

"Got one." He said with a hum as he twisted his wrist, the netting further trapping the little bug inside.

He caught up with the rest of the crew and ducked to the side just in time for Zappa to blast the oncoming... Lions? Ah, a Pyroar and its crew. Not bugs. No regrets, then. 

"We could've taken 'em." He said with grin, joking... mostly.

He reached into his pocket and produced his last pokeball, staring at it for a moment before sighing.

"Welp. Looks like I'm done for the night." He said as he poked the tiny fly in his net with the ball, catching it inside. "That was my last pokeball, m'dudes."

He readjusted his hat, turning to face the camera crew fully.

"Y'all got everything you needed?" He said, tilting his head.

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TAG: Zac Ramsay