Yeah? That's pretty rare to hear! [While they talked, Kazuki knelt down on the ground and laid out a little picnic cloth, that he then dumped a bunch of berries on. The Slowpoke in the area zeroed in on the offering, but, you know, incredibly slowly. Like only a couple of inches a minute.] I like the city, but this felt like the best place to make an inn. If I ever need anything I can't get in town, Goldenrod's pretty close by.