Amuro groaned loud enough for the Servine at his side to leap off the pillow it's been sleeping on, as if something had happened. If only something did happen. Amuro would be thankful to hear that something– or just anything happened. "Come back, Serv. We aren't going anywhere now." The Servine seemed upset. But not because of what Amuro said, but mostly because he spoke.

If he knew that this Servine was going to be such a headache to deal with, he might've not bought it. Or at least he liked to think so.

A noise from his phone echoed inside the hotel room, and immediately, both Amuro and Servine looked at the device. Was this it? Was something finally happening? No matter what it was, he was ready to go.

'wanna have some fun 2nite?' Yes, yes, yes. A thousand times yes.

'hell YEAH! i was starting to think you forgot how to text. where & when are we going?'

He didn't even ask what they were going to do. Instead, he went to dress and called out for his Gallade, ready to ask the Pokemon to teleport him to wherever Chu was going to come up with.

'omw' Short and sweet. That's all they needed.

"Gallade, I got an address." Amuro's Servine wasn't about to admit that it was interested, yet still, it lifted its red eyes to stare at its trainer. Half-intrigued, half-asking to join. Though without actually asking. "You can come too, don't worry." Amuro rolled his eyes at the grass-type who was now very content. Almost as much as its trainer.

"Lilycove's department store, Gallade. We passed by there before going to the museum, remember?" Saying that aloud reminded Amuro of a certain, whiskey-drinker rocket– but it was best not to think about boys right now. At least not boys like Abner Armstrong . He distracted Amuro too much during their mission, and it'd be too embarrassing if the same thing was to happen today– with Chu-e here to witness it.

Nope. Not happening.

A faint, blue-ish glow announced Amuro and his Pokemons' arrival. He looked around for his friend, and then called out for him, "This wasn't the first thing I had in mind when I thought of where I should spend my Friday night, so it better be good, Chu."

Amuro's head nodded intuitively as Chu-e spoke. He should've probably paid more attention, but one of the rings shown in his friend's phone caught his eye. He really liked shiny things– but blueshiny things? Oh boy. Those were absolutely the best. So sparkly.

Gallade however, unlike his trainer, wasn't very excited from looking at Chu-e's pictures. In fact, he wasn't really excited about anything. Amuro has known him ever since he was a little Ralts, but somehow, he still haven't found something that truly makes his partner happy.
The brunet hadn't really noticed that his Gallade was a little (and only a little) excited to see Chu-e's Gardevior. Weird.

"Metal door.. Hm." He paused, thinking for just a few seconds. "I think I have an idea, I just hope he isn't too big for this place." A couple more moments passed, and then Amuro decided to continue. He turned to face Gallade. "He will probably feel better if you aren't there, Gallade. I'll see you later." The Gladiator-pokemon said nothing and waited for Amuro to return him to his Pokeball.

He retrieved another Pokeball during that time, apparently ready now.

"Okay. Teleport us inside."