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The chalkboard outside of Darlene's had a posted list of specials.

"Uncle Hux! I caught another weedle!"

Attie was ecstatic, his youthful face had broke out into a bright grin as he displayed the screen of his mother's cellphone towards the giant man he'd called uncle. Hux squinted down at him with a frown, his hair was a plait down his back but he was still hot and uncomfortable. "Yeah," he said. "alright."

Atticus looked downfallen and Keighley Keighley- the oldest of the three of his sister's children- whipped a look at her uncle, fingers still hovering over the text message she'd been about to send.

"He means that's great, Attie." She said. "You've got three kakuna, right? You'll get those beedrills in no time." She wasn't usually so kind to her younger siblings and she didn't particularly care for the game or the show, but Hux's apathy had forced her to lose the facade of grumpy almost-teen.

Atticus still looked let-down. He turned with his shoulders hunched to march towards the next bug pokemon he could find, face shadowed beneath the lip of his hat- which just so happened to be an exact replica of Ash Ketchum's.

The trio moved down the sidewalk until Atticus paused to stare at the building that was Darlene's. "This is a gym!!" He yelled, in awe. He'd only just started playing the game, but he'd already chosen his team- Mystic. He turned his head towards his uncle- eyes hopeful. "Can we eat here, Uncle Hux?"

Hux sighed and shrugged. He eyed the building for a moment, letting Atticus wallow in suspense. Then he answered. "I guess." He said, as he moved towards the entrance and pushed it open, allowing the kids to enter first.

Something had succeeded in luring Isobel out of the house and that something was Pokémon Go - everywhere you looked there was something about the game and everyone was talking about it, so she'd figured she might as well check it out.

Also she wasn't gonna lie, Pokémons were surprisingly cute. It hadn't really been something that'd interested her in the past, but now that it was on a platform she had access to, she was starting to see the attraction - plus it got her out of the house, something her mum was grateful for.

So far she reckoned she'd been doing very well; already she had a small army of squirtles, rattatas and eevees and she'd found a few pokestops - all in all, enough to get her to level 5. Which was where her current trouble lay.

"Excuse me..." She gathered up her courage, moving closer to the loud lady with the tattoos. "I'm, åh, about the teams -"

She stalled and fidgeted uncomfortably with her phone, eyes moving from the screen and back up to the lady with the large hat. "The teams, do they make a difference? Only I just hit level 5 and I'm not sure which one to pick, I mean, do I just go for the nicest colour or is this like a life-or-death choice?" The words had come out slightly too loud when they'd finally come and Tibbie bit her lip, looking worried that she'd messed up somehow.

Gwen's eyes blinked at the sound of a familiar voice, and looked up to see an even more familiar face. Wendy Drummond, radio personality and morning host, personal hero of Gwen's and long-time correspondent, was out playing Pokemon Go, and she'd found the missing Cubone.

It took everything for Gwen to not screech in joy.

She jogged over to the group and did everything in her power not to wiggle too much as the Cubone buzzed on screen, and kept her game face strong through the actual capture of the virtual creature though. However, any attempts at keeping a cool veneer began to crack the moment she looked up at the woman.

"T--thanks," she squeaked, her face beginning to flush a splotchy shade of pink. Her mind ran in circles, thinking of something, anything to say, but thankfully she was rescued by a newcomer, someone who wasn't so clearly incapacitated by the presence of a celebrity.

"Oh! You pick whichever one is your favorite color, or your favorite legendary bird, or whoever you have friends on," Gwen nodded to Isobel, her curls bouncing in turn. "Team Valor is about passion and strength, Team Mystic is about intellect and wisdom, and Team Instinct is about intuition and faith." She almost began with why Mystic was the best team, but looked back to Wendy, considering. "It's...really up to you. All of the teams have cool people on them."

"Gweeeen!" Wendy finger gunned the younger girl and grinned as she descended on her to give the her a squeezing hug. She may have gotten unintentional boob to the face, "Expert on all the things!"

"I just like the outline looks like a hot guy," The dark haired woman chuckled, "My boyfriend is on blue. maybe I'm being contrary.. Red and Blue seem to feud like crazy though. What team are you on Gwen??"

Yes they were still standing in an alley by a dumpster. Cause they were classy women.

"Oh what's your name?" She nodded to the other woman, "I'm Wendy."

She smiled nervously while the other two women hugged, one hand fidgeting with the strap of her bag and the fingers of the other one tapping the screen on her phone absentmindedly. Was she in the way? There was a distinctive sense of shared camaraderie between the other two and her insecurities were telling her that she was a third wheel here.

But - they were still including her in the conversation. "Collecting is eminently neat! What's your favourites so far?" Her smile was a megaton watts, relieved and happy that they hadn't told her to bugger off.

"My name is Isobel - but my family calls me Tibbie," you can too hung in the air as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "I've never played any Pokémon stuff before but this game is really cool. Have either of you got any rares so far? If there's rares. There's rares, right?"

If Wendy was the local celebrity heartthrob, then Cid was a close second, being both a common reference on the show and the owner of a classic Gwen hangout. Her eyes widened at the tantalizing possibility, and meekly she nodded, as if granted the invitation from C'thulhu himself.

"That'd be awesome," she said with enthused reverence, pulling herself in for the selfie. Before she made a face, she leaned forward to smile at Tibbie, giving a small wave. "I'm Gwen, by the way." And then with a laugh she was puffing up her cheeks and tilting her head back, playing it more grotesque than cute for their photo.