[Miror just grins.] You know, it was a crappy kidnapping, but I have a feeling it's going to go much better now. [He folds his arms and chuckles.] Yes, it was oh-so-pitiful, really; poor, poor, N, searching the desert for you in vain. Do you know, I think he thought I killed you, which was a little funny, I must admit. I mean, what does he think I am, some sort of maniac? Fuhohoho!

So sad, though; now he doesn't seem to think I'm very serious about this. Oh-so-rude, really. Which is why I need your Pokeballs. So hand them over, darling!