"That would be me, yes. I suppose I'm decently well known in my
living area... Summer the Leafeon. Nice to meet your acquaintance."
The familiar name reminded him of Summer the Vulpix, and her older
brother by extension. He wondered how his other students were
doing, if only briefly.
Typhoon mentally prepared himself. "Oh boy." He lifted the tea with
psychic, bringing it to his lips.
Winter was relaxing in Diamond's bubble bath..."This is really
neat!" the crystal amulet he'd received from the academy was still
around his neck. It would take more energy, but he had access to a
number a moves through that...even though he could only keep about
ten from all the moves he'd learned that year, though bubble beam
was among his chosen list.
Typhoon liked the vibe from the new shop. It made him want to
gather some of his friends and throw a celebration and he even
figured with everyone on break, it wouldn't be out of place. Plus,
he'd seen plenty of kids playing with balloons. Apparently they
were quite fun.
“No, he’s got a size for everyone. He makes most of what he sells.”
Emerald replied.
Remus looked up, grinned and stood up. “Well if it isn’t Emerald.”
He looked at Typhoon. “Has the little tyke been giving you too much
of a problem? Perhaps too much boundless energy?”
“Aha. So you’re the wonderful Typhoon I’ve been hearing about.
Name’s Remus. Thanks for caring for Emerald, he certainly adores
you.” The Shiny Zoroark grinned
"No problem. Emerald has been telling everyone about this place and
all his friends here, and he's certainly a likeable character, so I
figured I'd visit." Typhoon returned his grin. "So you're the party
animal?"
With a two great puff, Remus inflated a large purple balloon and
bounced it on his paws. “Parties are my territory alright.” He
grinned. “Whether it’s organising it, music, entertainment...” He
put an elbow on the desk, winked and put on a pair of sunglasses.
“...Remus has got you covered.”
Remus took the glasses off. Still bouncing the purple balloon on
his paw. “A party is all about having fun, mi amigo. Sure there can
be dance, loud music, party games, all around goofing off...as long
as you enjoy yourself, that’s all that matters.” He stood up
properly and hugged the balloon to his chest, causing the balloon
to squeak obnoxiously. “Still, I can change the fact you’ve never
been to a party anyday.” He grinned. “Just call me.”