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'I would -love- to do that', mentally chimed the thin blonde, it was a bit unexpected truthfully no matter how often she got shot down for dates it always was more painful to actually have someone agree to go out with her, a tight knot was already starting to develop at the pit of her stomach however she knew that it was a 'friend date' and not one with more meaning. Grinning from ear to ear Acacia brushed her long fingers through her purple tipped hair the action was soothing to her nerves.

'Well, I don't think I am going to be winning her heart over, I can just calm down and stop freaking out. It is just a girl date, not like she is going to try and hold my hand if we are at the contest---stop pausing Evalyn say something to her, you dumbass.'

Regarding her words carefully the thin medic rustled her own spiky white locks as she answered. “Your terms are agreeable,” she mirthfully retorted with a playful wink. “I will be more than happy to teach you whatever you would enjoy learning. And packing snacks is a brilliant idea, also,” casually drawled the woman, her tenor soft and airy almost coy. “Don't even worry about me paying for things, if it is one thing I inherited from my father it is a strong sense of reason when it comes to saving money. I might frivolously go on spending sprees but that is mostly on things I need, like clothes for Ampule. I could probably pay for ten-thousand Contest fees. So no worries, Tamie.” Acacia pompously boasted, she of course was just bragging but not once did the statement seem falsified or overly-cocky.

Snuggling against Palu's warm downy chest Ampule nuzzled his snout against her wing before stepping away from her, reaching over the small totodile tugged on his trainer's sleeve trying to get her attention.

“Dile? Todi di di di dile. Ahhh, ahh.” Explained the Big Jaw pokemon as he climbed into Acacia's lap. Pointing to his mouth and curling his lips Ampule began to make sucking noises hinting that he was thirsty. Nodding her head the slender woman kissed the top of his snout.

“I didn't bring any juice boxes with me sweetie, but I think—“ reaching into her jeans the medic pulled out several single value pokedollars, pulling out four she handed them to the pudgy lump. “Go get us all something to drink, have Palu help you if you can't reach the buttons okay?” Stroking his ridges she lightly nudged him towards the soda vending machine that was on the other side of the room. Toddling off with the money Ampule sheepishly looked over his shoulder at Palu hoping that she would follow him.

A curt chortle escaped her lips reaching up the blonde attempted to muffle the sound with the palm of her hand. “Well, Tamie is a cute name, and I think I like it for you. It isn't like I get nicknames, there isn't much you can do with Acacia. At least not without making those names sound stupid. Then again---” she trailed off for just a moment and dodged whatever statement she was about to say with commenting to the latter of what the bookish grunt had said. “Oh yes, I am sure. And yeah we will have to look up schedules and the like, it really should be fun. I can't wait!”

Lowering her slim frame so that she was now inches away from the couch resting on her stomach, propping herself up onto her left elbow she grinned sheepishly towards Tambrey. “So about cooking, are you allergic to anything?” Acacia inquired, her cheeks lighting up once again with a pink blush.

“Todi,” Ampule explained as he lead Palu towards the vending machine, there was something called 'diet' he started. “Dile to to to to dile, todi.” It was a very serious statement from the normally playful totodile. It was vary important that he 'read' the labels on the machine, Acacia had to have something called diet, and he was only allowed to have caffeine-free drinks. It was super important that he make sure to get those sort of beverages. Padding up to the vending dispenser he smoothed out the money and eyed the slot near the middle of the machine. Glancing from side to side, he sighed lightly as the nearest chair was across the room. Holding the money out to Palu he pointed up to the acceptor slot then smiled toothily at her while shifting his tail behind him sheepishly.

Again the woman laughed into her hand, she was blushing deeply now as Tambrey rattled off cute names, her lips were curled into a sincerely smile of delight. “Oh come on, Ace, really. I am nowhere near cool enough to have a name like that,” she grinned more broadly then sheepishly tucked her head down as if hiding into the folds of her sleeves. “Acacia is already a nickname, well the name I prefer. It is my middle name. My proper name is Evalyn. After both of my parents. I really don't like it, I mean I do---but---if I say my name is Evalyn people will call me Eva, and I can't handle that. My daddy used to call me Eva when he----when---”

She bit her lower lip and forced a smile just for the other woman.

“We were alone.” She finished in a girlish tone that was nervous in pitch as if she was frightened. Brushing her hands over her eyes she rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. “Anyhow—as far as food goes, are you allergic to anything?” Acacia repeated her previous question trying desperately to sound casual and put together.

Nodding his head towards Palu he climbed onto her offered back, very careful of his tail and crawled feet, standing his full height Ampule let out a small giggle and fed the machine the money before tapping the buttons for the canned beverages. Two diet colas, a rootbeer, and one can of something that was orange by the looks of the color on the button. Hopping down he cuddled against the downy breasted bird for just a moment before taking the four cans and toddling back towards the two trainers.

It was a pleasant feeling, the sudden warm that Tambrey's body brought to her own. She didn't cry about the past anymore, only if she was alone did she allow herself the privilege of that guilty pleasure. Sobbing like a baby was something that she didn't enjoy doing, yet it did help her feel better. In general it made her feel better but not on the whole.

Wrapping her thin arms around the woman, Acacia was suddenly aware that she was shaking yet again. She hated being so emotional, but within the few moments of friendly exchange in affection the slender woman settled her nerves and lightly pulled back, her hand however still lingered for a few moments longer on the grunt's arms. “Thank you---I needed that Tamie. I really did. Ah and meat? No problem, I have a lot of vegetarian friendly recipes, it is easy to remedy meat in dishes, it just takes a bit of creativity.”

Ampule hopped across the carpet, making large bounds for his little legs, carefully minding the sodas in his arms making sure not to shake them too much. Strutting up to his trainer he placed the two cans of diet cola down for both women then turning smartly he held up the other two cans and looked at Palu offering her the choice pick of either rootbeer or orange crème soda.

“Dile dile dile dile, todi.” Ampule mused as he developed a genius idea to solve the problem at clawed hand. Sitting the two remaining cans down the totodile rushed across the room at 'breakneck' speed for one of his species, jumping as he neared the water-cooler at the edge of the room near the vending machine Ampule pulled not one or two but four small flat bottomed Styrofoam cups from the cupholder then darted back to his winged compatriot. Narrowing his eyes he sat down on the floor and placed the four cups down spacing them out carefully, the next part was important and he would need to focus. Straightening his tail he then turned his attention towards the cans, pulling the metal tabs back with the tip of his clawed hand, rewarded with the crisp snap of the beverage's first breath. Careful of his next movements Ampule grabbed the orange crème first and poured the juice into two cups, slowly, painstakingly so he measured the amount of liquid in the two containers; his long pink tongue sticking out the side of his mouth as he concentrated on his important task. Once he was done, he repeated the long process with the rootbeer. He was a genius, now they both could have one of each and Palu could drink it with her stiff mouth, beak, the thing on her face.

Blushing more Acacia dragged her well-polish nail across the bookish grunt's barefooted sole then laughed, she had tried to not stare at the woman while she stretched but had failed miserably, she hoped that Tambrey had not noticed. “Ace, it is then. Makes me feel dangerous, like I should be a card shark or something. Or sell organs on the black market and stitch up my victims with an Ace symbol where their kidneys used to be,” snickering at her own dark humor for just a moment Acacia continued to answer Tambrey's culinary inquiry. “With specific meats in certain dishes, it is actually really easy to counter combat that. Sometimes tricky, but over all exciting to hash it out and get it perfect. Trust me, I will teach you a lot about cooking. Just don't expect me to teach you too much about desserts, even Ampule won't eat my sweets, and he adores desserts. Isn't that right Ampule,” she redirected her statement to the blue totodile that was busy sipping his orange soda fondly. Blinking slightly he sat the cup down then turned to look at his owner inquisitively. “Does Ampule want mommy to make him a cake?” Acacia had slipped and referred to herself as 'mommy', she normally only used that term when her and her pokemon were in private quarters.

As the word 'cake' escaped from the pale woman's lips Ampule's eyes widdened with fear, snapping his small stubby hands over his snout, he clutched his maw closed then vigorously shook his head 'NO' while backing away from his trainer. No, no, no, no, no! Never again would he eat 'cake'! No!

“Calm down, I am not going to bake anything Ampule. No cake. No cake for Ampule,” she assured him then grinned back towards Tambrey. “Yeah, it is that bad. The only dessert I can make is instant pudding. Go figure.” She giggled at her own expense.

“Ohh? Really now,” Acacia grinned wickedly, a subtle hint of sweetness eased across her face with the mischievous smirk. “Mmm I would enjoy if you baked for me sometime. I enjoy cookies, but I have to watch my weight so I really don't eat too many sweets.”

Her statement was outright ridiculous, she was thin, almost verging on frail. There was no reason whatsoever that the pale woman should be worried about her weight. Dragging her nails across her cheek Acacia gave the woman across from her a charming gaze, a deep intense stare that was almost a predatory longing. The glint of red from her eyes almost flashed for just a moment as she blinked and turned her gaze downward.

'She is so pretty--- dammit Evalyn stop it! Don't get carried away, you just met her.'

Clearing her throat Acacia let out a small nervous chuckle. “I really would like if you showed me how to cook decent sweets. It would be handy if I could balance out my skill set. Every woman should know how to cook.” Reflected her father's words, her pitch even and airy, she tried to not sound bitter at the revery.

Ampule calmed down instantly as Acacia assured him that he didn't have to eat anything that she cooked, it was a grand relief and at the comment of the other trainer cooking instead made the little blue totodile chuckle loudly. Bending down he grinned towards Palu and picked up his cup slowly nursing the orange liquid. It was delicious.

At the thought of making cookies together Acacia's heart skipped a few beats, it was exciting to think about actually being near someone enjoying their company and sharing memories, making memories that were innocent and fun to reflect upon. She didn't have very many of those. Reclining back the grunt smiled sheepishly. “You know you are completely right, once you know some basic things about cooking you don't have to learn, but it really will be so much fun bonding with a girlfriend. I have to admit I am getting really excited just thinking about all of this.”

Leaning onto her left hand, which she seemed to favor more than her right the thin light-haired medic shifted her weight tapping her fingers eagerly against the soft fibered carpet. “You really think I have a 'great figure', Tamie?” She inquired with skepticism lacing her words. The subject seemed to hit a nerve, as if she needed to make sure that she had heard the other woman correctly. She had a disease, a sickness that wasn't all too uncommon, she was trying her best to stay on the road to recovery it was important that her mental demeanor was unwavering but she knew deep down that she needed encouragement from a friend. Now wasn't the time to bring this up to Tambrey, it was far too soon into the budding relationship to say something so dark and private.

With half lidded eyes Ampule finished his drinks and lightly tittered back and forth, yawning loudly the young Big Jaw pokemon lowered his drum like belly to the floor and curled up hugging his tail and suckling on the very tip of the appendage. “Dile dile dile.” He explained towards Palu, it was well past his nap time and sleep was quickly overcoming his sense. Within a few moments of nursing on his tail, the small pudgy totodile drifted off into a light sleep.