"Weird, maybe she's like the neighborhood mascot or something?" Catrina shrugs too, still not feeling any empathy for who is likely an accomplice to kidnapping an amphibian opera diva.

Gytrash makes a really guttural hissing sound at the mention of the groomers. Catrina goes to pick up her grody garbage lord of a Pokemon (She's going to be needing a bath after handling Gytrash) as she looks over to Chris.

"Yeah..maybe a muzzle so he doesn't like try and take a bite out of the groomer holy shit."