Shizuo still hadn't made the connection. After all, it seemed most people in this world were obsessed with battling and gyms and such, so it wasn't odd to hear conversation about it.

"Tch. They should mind their own damn business," he scowled. He wasn't about to get new clothing until he had to, nope.

By now, his Pokemon were getting a bit bored. His Growlithe was especially restless, and soon ran off to harass other Pokemon, wreak havoc, and whatever dogs liked to do. There were a lot of people with their Pokemon out in this restaurant, actually. Wonder why.