Professor Oak left, taking Ada, whose mouth was shiny with grease from eating, with him. He was still a little tipsy when he left, all because Heath had poured him a glass of Nightmare Wine. Heath had only meant to promote his drinks, but he had not expected Professor Oak to take such an immediate liking to it. He drank an entire bottle, then even took a case of Nightmare Wine with him at the end, buying with remarkable generosity. Heath did not know whether to laugh or cry. Hopefully, when Ash went to visit Professor Oak in the future, he would not find him drunk. Otherwise, Heath did not know whether that would count as shattering the image of a childhood idol. After all, Professor Oak usually looked so wise.
Yet now Professor Oak had ended up tipsy. Still, Heath thought that scenario was unlikely. After all, this was Professor Oak, an extraordinarily intelligent man. He could surely judge when it was appropriate to drink. Besides, drinking Nightmare Wine had no negative effects on the body. Otherwise, Heath would never have dared sell it to Professor Oak so casually. Elderly people needed to be especially careful about drinking in the first place. If anything happened, he really would not be able to escape responsibility.
"Now that Professor Oak has left..." Heath rubbed his chin, considering whether to head to the docks now and ask if there was a freighter of the kind he needed, one that could also take him to that island. Heath had originally considered simply going without the food truck, but when he thought of the Lounge inside it, he abandoned that idea. People who had trouble sleeping knew that sometimes they could only sleep comfortably in their own beds. Sleeping anywhere else would leave them