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Stringbeans -- Elesa and Grimsley
"Hmm?" Grimsley stops when he hears a voice. He looks over his shoulder briefly to make sure that the young woman is actually addressing him, and proceeds with a smile. "You’re too generous."
He graciously takes the packaged legumes and places then in his basket but stops when he notices that Liepard’s ears are perked, and she’s staring at the long-haired woman intently. Grimsley takes a closer look at her - the tall, slender stature, the intense blue eyes, the confident and charismatic aura about her - it all seems very familiar.
"Ah!" Grimsley exclaims, snapping his fingers, "You wouldn’t also happen to be a member of the Pokemon League, would you? A certain Nimbasa Superstar?" He gives a flourished bow, the ends of his scarf touching the ground. "You see, my dear Liepard here never forgets a face. You’re looking lovely, Elesa. And I must say, you look excellent in black."
Elesa watched as Grimsley bowed before her. Ahh we have a gentleman upon us. "Yes," She said, extending her hand out so Grimsley could take it for a moment. "You're absolutely correct." She gave him a little wink.
"You see, my dear Liepard here never forgets a face. You’re looking lovely, Elesa. And I must say, you look excellent in black."
"Oh my, you two are too kind." Elesa smiled down at the pokemon watching her and then pulled her attention back to Grimsley. "Well this new hairstyle was all the rage in Kalos so I just had to try it out!" She laughed a bit. This guy seemed awfully familiar to Elesa but she just couldn't place his face. I don't think I ever battled him in my gym- I don't think he's a trainer... A shop owner? He has a little style...
She took a good look at the man before her and then realization flooded her features in a matter of moments. She knew this man looked familiar. Finally, Elesa figured it out; this was Grimsley- as in Grimsley of the Elite Four. "You're looking quite dapper yourself, Grimsley!"
Nice save.
It's not that Elesa didn't pay attention to the Elite Four- But she had only seen the members once... maybe twice in her whole life. Grimsley definitely had a bit of flare about him, however. A face to remember.
Stringbeans -- Open RP
Basket in hand, Grimsley walks down the supermarket aisles as he meticulously scans the shelves for the items he needs for tonight’s dinner. Pasta, check. Alfredo sauce, check. Ground pepper, check. In reality he isn’t much of a cook, and in fact burns most things he attempts. But so long as he is a busy member of the Elite Four, he figures it’s the bachelor’s life for him. (And takeout every night gets terribly dull. Not to mention quite caloric.)
Liepard pads softly at his side, looking lithe and graceful as ever. Curiously she sniffs at the shelved items, hoping to sweep up some stray food that has escaped its packaging. No luck, though.
Grimsley enters the freezer section, drawing a thin line through the condensation on the glass doors with an extended finger. He stops in front of one door, becoming painfully aware of an empty space in the shelf.
"Ah," he says in a deadpan tone, "Out of frozen stringbeans."
Elesa was a few spaces down, looking around the freezer section as well- she wasn't much of a cook herself... But frozen food was easy and simple enough!
"Out of frozen stringbeans."
The electric gym leader looked down at the basket she was holding. She had swiped the last package of stringbeans but... Honestly she was just picking them up so it didn't look like she was only buying quick TV dinners. She whipped around and smiled brightly, "Would you like mine..? I just took them before you got here and I probably honestly wont use them..--er tonight!!" She chuckled a bit after adding that last part- still trying to make it seem like she was a little handy in the kitchen.
Then again, Elesa wasn't very good at being something she wasn't. She grabbed the package out of her basket looking at Grimsley as she motioned it towards him with her painted fingernails. "Here! I honestly don't mind!"
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