Nice lady? Nic signed, arching a brow slowly before shaking his head with a sigh. He just hoped he wasn't going to have to be in the house if Worick had offered anything in return for the meals. Finding out the Pokemon Center was along the way was good, and he figured he could drop his ball thing off before going to dinner, then pick it back up when they were done. Seemed sensible. Seemed...the way to do things? Ugh.

Hanging his head and scraping his fingers back and forth through his hair in a clear expression of confused frustration, Nic shook it off and stood up, dusting his coat off and eyeing Worick. Fine, they could go about things the way this world dictated. So far it wasn't the worst place they could have ended up, though the weird animal abuse schtick was kind of off-putting. that and he wasn't sure how long either of them could handle the saccharine sweet lifestyle all these people seemed to lead.

When in Rome...

Apparently they were getting dinner and a run-down on the local how-to. Better than winging it, which is what he thought they'd end up having to do.