After packing up his things, Heath returned to the Officer Jennys' Dormitory Area and made them dinner. His cooking won over the Officer Jennys of Pallet Town and earned their unanimous approval, but that was not what Heath was focused on. He was more interested in the Ghost Market that would open that night.
A ghost market-Heath had originally thought it would sell stolen goods or other things that could not stand the light of day. In Pallet Town, however, the Ghost Market seemed to be nothing more than a market held at night. Even Officer Jenny Meng had bought things there.
That dampened Heath's interest in the Ghost Market considerably. He had been eager to see what was so unique about it, thinking he might even hear some underworld code phrases or slang, like in Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy. But that turned out not to be the case.
"Code phrases? Why would the Ghost Market have code phrases? They aren't members of some shady organization." When Officer Jenny Meng heard Heath's question, her expression betrayed a certain concern-the kind that said, "I'm very worried about your intelligence"-leaving Heath unsure whether to laugh or cry.
With an indifferent attitude, Heath waited until the Ghost Market opened that night. There was actually some justification for calling it a ghost market, since it only really began bustling at eleven thirty at night. Heath parked his Food Truck, then headed inside with Farfetch'd.
Zorua had gone into the Poké Ball to sleep, while Charmeleon had chosen to exercise in the Food Truck. Snorlax had long since fallen asleep and would not wake up unless someone made something to eat.
The Ghost Market was bustling and brightly lit. If Heath had not remembered when he had arrived, he would have wondered whether he