Even Ren starts at the outburst—and he’d been expecting it—and as he tries to get up and assist her, the Latios looms within sight.

“I…” Realizing that it would be a very bad idea to make sudden movements—especially with what appears to be a weapon in his hands—Ren carefully lowers that spatula and, thinking quickly, motions for Magnolia to pour the rest of the batter on his still-sizzling pan.

What the hell. This is what they’re here for, isn’t it? He looks to Nora, and shrugs. “I guess we have guests now.”

Yeah, he doesn’t get it either.