[It was business as usual, pocketing the ball of the pokemon he used for flying about unseen, he pushes open the door to Bill's cottage. He doesn't even knock or make his presence known, just standing in the doorway and adjusting his collar before opening his eyes to glance around the cluttered room
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Ack! What in tarnation--
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[He doesn't look sorry at all though, calm and sure of what he's doing. He approaches, his hands in his pockets.]
I have a business proposition for you. Bill, was it?
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Didn't bother ta knock, why'm I inclined to listen ta you?
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[He moves a pretend pocket from over a bright red R on his chest. It should be fairly obvious who he is, if not vaguely.]
We of Team Rocket require the use of you Pokemon storage systems.
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Bill had even managed to keep himself formal as possible, wrestling his horrible accent down to a mild one (the more technical jargon he said, the easier it was to do just that), and was dressed in a very nice suit.
But now? Now he was just standing awkwardly to the side while everyone partied. Suddenly women were flirting and his only escape was to occupy himself with the hors d'oeuvre.]
Dang stinky rich folk food, can't even get a piece a' cheese without it tastin' too posh...
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Enjoying your victory?
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Yeesh! Ya like sneakin' up on a guy!
[Grumble grumble we'll just pick the food up off the floor.]
I guess it's good, I'll be gettin' a pretty penny, but I ain't fer all this attention.
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I'll admit, it's amusing seeing you jump like that.
Shall we go out to the balcony? No one is interested in the night air.
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