"Exactly! Their business is more than twice as good as ours!" a tall woman in a white pastry chef's uniform replied from beside him.
Across from Ye Lan's stalls stood an ice cream cake truck shaped like a Snorlax.
An assortment of cream cakes was displayed in front of the truck, topped with vivid Pokémon figures made of cream. Their outstanding presentation drew a decent amount of business to the little truck as well.
"What are you talking about, Jessie? They have two stalls to begin with, so of course their business should be..."
Before James could finish, Jessie punched him on the head. "You idiot, James! Of course I know that!"
"I meant, does that barbecue stall have some kind of special recipe? How come so many Pokémon are willing to eat there?"
"Wobbuffet!"
Beside them, Wobbuffet, who was in charge of handing cakes and ice cream to customers, cried out loudly in agreement.
Two people dressed like street punks, a Wobbuffet, and a talking Meowth—no matter how you looked at it, this group was far from normal.
And that was indeed the case. This group was an extremely mysterious presence throughout the Kanto Region.
If you asked who they were, well! Since you had asked so sincerely, they would graciously tell you!
To protect the world from devastation!
To unite all peoples within our nation!
To denounce the evils of truth and love!
They were the lovable, charming villains!
Jessie and James!
They were Team Rocket, blasting through the galaxy! A white hole, a white tomorrow awaited...
Ahem. In short, these four, who looked like comic relief characters, were actually the "most promising" squad in Team Rocket, the Kanto Region's largest criminal organization.
Jessie and James had once been outstanding students at the Team Rocket Trainer Academy, but