Food didn't have to glow to taste good.
Though the restaurant advertised its chef's training under the renowned Lokomoko, it could leave customers satisfied even without magical Shining Cuisine.
Baimu enjoyed the thrill of having his taste buds awakened. Hydreigon and Shiny Gengar, however, had complaints.
Because of Hydreigon's size, the way it moved, and the way it ate, the doorman once again politely apologized and refused to let it in. Hydreigon was so furious it nearly burned the restaurant down.
Shiny Gengar's overly hefty build almost kept it from getting through the door, too—
After the meal, Gengar declared it would have been better off staying outside.
Who was supposed to get full on portions that small?
Another serving! One every second!
Unfortunately, that sort of feeding frenzy was impossible at a restaurant devoted to letting guests sample as many dishes as possible in one meal. The chef didn't have that kind of time.
Unable to get what it wanted, Gengar retreated into Baimu's shadow to sulk.
Baimu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Expecting a restaurant that wasn't Pokémon-themed to meet a Pokémon's needs was wishful thinking. In the past, he would usually turn around and leave when a restaurant barred Pokémon. Over time, he had learned to accept it.
Sometimes the circumstances simply made it impractical. Other times, it was about giving guests a pleasant experience.
Not everyone wanted to eat beside a Muk, a Gloom, or another Pokémon with a pungent smell. Singling out those Pokémon, though, could look discriminatory.
So why not ban them all?
Discriminate against every Pokémon equally!
Well, restaurants, malls, and pedestrian streets that restricted entry by type were actually more common.
Zack and the others liked the goofy Gray Fatso. Its antics made them laugh, and they all offered to