...You sure it doesn't just... y'know... like you? You wouldn't be freaking out if it was a girl you kept seeing everywhere staring at you from a distance, would you?

[...Okay, in retrospect, that would probably creep Mordecai out /more/, to say nothing of the socially retarded cameraman. Thankfully, SUBJECT CHANGE. He's used to no eye contact because his best bud back home came up to just about his waist.]

Ugh, I know all about useless pokémon. [A DERPFISH AND A PACIFIST SNAKE. WHY DOES HE INHERIT EVERYBODY'S TRASH.] But, I mean... wouldn't whatever you have work better as a weapon than a frybasket?

[To demonstrate, Mordecai lets out Roger. The feebas looks a bit surprised to be out, smiling for a moment before fear fills his eyes once he's picked up by the tail. If pokémon could talk, this one might well be saying 'oh arceus not again' as the jay hefts the still-thrashing fish and swings him in a similar fashion to Henry's demonstration, letting the scared guy hear the hefty whoosh Roger makes as he cuts through the air.]

This was how I kept myself safe from all those bugs when The Power couldn't peck at them any more.