“Oh, come now darling… those were compliments.” Poor thing. That nervous around new people? “Could I interest in you in a cup of tea? Or coffee, perhaps?”

“I don’t need tea from some freakin’ creep like you.” he snapped, feeling really uncomfortable and on edge.

What was he getting at with the tea? He could easily just go make his own in the break room. He didn’t even know this man so why would he take the drink offer? Especially in Team Rocket.. who knows what that drink could contain!

“Of course Sir, I´d love to keep you company. Are you doing alright? You seem rather stressed lately...”

Eternal Burning Flame of Rage

“I don’t have time for petty flattery. Garbage like that is going to be getting you nowhere fast. It’s pointless, useless, and you’re an Arceus darned fool if you think you’re going to be getting any special treatment from me with that trash.”

This was actually one of the more lighter and nicer reactions he has had toward others giving him compliments, flirts, and whatnot. In fact, he could very well have just kicked that cane out from under the other and watched him stumble or hopefully fall face first into the cold hard linoleum lobby floor.

“Wipe that disgusting smile off your face and get out of here. This isn’t a charity for hobos.” Only thing good about him were his looks and his looks alone.

“That would be more than fine. I’ll be looking forward to it.. I can meet you outside the base, if you would like.”