Isra chuckles, but the sound is empty of warmth. Playing a part as much as her grin does in the conversation. It is but a pleasantry in response to Caprise's comment but she playing along as though she means it as well as anything else she might say. "I do believe that's the point of taking dance classes, isn't it?'

The white haired fellow catches her attention again. The woman can't say she's the most fond of waffles, a treat far too sweet for what she normally indulges in. Less so when one takes into account that she does not eat out often, preferring to keeping her meals at home. For many reasons. Nonetheless she tilts her head ever so slightly. "If you wouldn't mind the extra company, I'd be more than willing to tag along."

And while they speak the golurk finds himself planting his body against the ground, the rattling that follows is steady, controlled. Isra allows no less from her pokemon after all, the small earthquake continues until the ground splits beneath the debris of the vehicle, allowing the earth to devour it. With a snap of her finger it ends in an instant and the pokemon is at her side i the blink of an eye through the midplane. "Once you've all had your fill here, of course."

She watches Remiel leaves, a flash of disappointment in the fact he is so eager to leave.

Remiel Calcifet oscar clayton Caprice Isaac

The admin was right, it was time to be off. Oscar watched his superior leave and couldn't help but feel disappointed. He very much wanted to leave more of an impression, after all if he was going to rise in this organization he needed to be on the good side of the admins. It was of little concern though, there shall be plenty of opportunities to prove himself.

Wrath stepped up to Oscar, he looked quite jolly. The empoleon had worked up quite the appetite, he was ready for a hefty plate of waffles. Oscar looked to Caprice, and gave him a nod. He had withheld information from his co-worker for security reasons, but if you are to share waffles with a man the least you could do was share your name. "I'll let you take the lead then, the name's Oscar by the way." A friendly peace offering for the sake of future partnerships. Oscar could always use a new asset.

Oscar nodded to Isra as well, he was glad they would be joining them. The more the merrier when it came to victory meals. Without further delay, Oscar followed Caprice to his syrupy reward.

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