Rule #1: Heal your team before you wander around a new city.
N: Hello, there, stranger~! Long time no see! You look well...
Me: Y-yeah... Hello, N. Excuse me, I'm kinda busy. I'm looking for these two Plasma guys... Have you seen th-
N: Team Plasma guys? Yeah.. I saw them go this way. Come on. Hmm... I can't see them from here, let's get on this romantic ride.
Me: Uh... okay... I guess that makes sense... to see more from up high... *door locks*
N: Good. Hey, now that you're locked in, I want to tell you something... You see, I haven't been exactly truthful.
N: I'm the King of Team Plasma. Right here. In the seat. Next to you. Touching your leg.
Me: Ah, so you're the King of Team Pl- ...
Me: WAIT. WHAT. Let's go over that part again- Get your hand off my leg.
N: I'm going to fight you now, 'k?~
Me: Mother fu----!
Moral of the story:
N's a creepy stalker N's a pervert Ferris wheels are never romantic I died because I didn't heal first. And N's a creepy pervert stalker.