Angela chuckled. "You sound like one of the old veterans back at base. And you don't have to pay: we're going to the cafeteria in the Foundation dining hall after all and we're on staff right now. If anything, they should be paying you a meal in thanks."

Angela gestured towards the building elevators which would take them downstairs through a scenic view of the Pokemon Care Center with its hundreds of Pokemon being treated, and down into a overlooking cafeteria where the smell of cooking food wafted through the air. "Mmm," said Angela. "I think they're cooking Ukranian today. Have you ever had perogies before? It must be from some far off region we haven't heard of yet in this area."