[It doesn't take Vincent very look to figure out how to turn the PokéGear at all - he's pretty adept at technology. So here he is, a really unamused scruffy guy who's looking stressed and worn out. He can't help it, he's already got his suspicions about this place with only being here a few minutes.]
Listen, I thought we had an agreement. [He's firm, and it sounds as if he's addressing someone specific. But who could this guy possibly be talking to?] Is this supposed to be some kind of fucking joke? Pokémon? And what the hell is this, [He pauses, adjusting the camera to show a Mareep on the screen.] supposed to be? Yeah, this is hilarious.
Everyone's just real hellbent on fucking with me this week, aren't they. [He sighs, rubbing his face with a bit of distress before looking back to the camera. His glare is firm and he finally finishes what he has to say, vague as it is.] Just don't go dragging anyone else into it, got it?
[Who the hell is he talking to? Who is this crazy, angry sounding disheveled guy? It doesn't seem to matter, because he turns off his Gear pretty abruptly after that.]
[[Feel free to run into him somewhere in the town. Also
PERMISSIONS POST FOR SPOILERS is right there, so if you could use that, it'd really help me out! ♥]]