“I’ve already accepted your offer for help, Mr. Beau, you don’t have to keep complimenting me,” Tanja laughed, leading him down the hall to her office. Doors on either side of the hallway had viewing windows, a few opened to show a classroom setting, where people and Pokemon were both being trained.
The office itself was a repurposed classroom, with a big desk on one end, backed by the chalkboard. The rest of the room was empty, with a few (fairly new looking) file cabinets. The desk was covered in papers, file folders, and large manila envelopes, “Excuse the mess. I may have opened a few more branches, but I still run it pretty well by myself.”













