[ From behind Romelle as she spoke to the tourist about the binoculars a Salazzle approached. She stayed lower to the deck as she neared the Mienfoo. Her jaws opened, poison dripping between her fangs as she readied to bite the smaller Pokemon... ]

Is that really any way to treat the companion of a dear old friend?

[ The Salazzle turns her head sharply before scuttling back over to Lotor, who leaned against the railing of the ferry with one hand. ]

Imagine meeting you here, of all the people I could have met. I don't think I ever caught your name before you robbed me of everything I had worked for.