Heath had chosen a rather unusual spot near Pewter City's Trainer School. Officer Jenny Jing had recommended it as a prime location, since a shopping mall and another, ordinary school were nearby, bringing plenty of foot traffic, so Heath had come over. It happened to be time for school, and Heath could see children happily walking into school with their backpacks, along with quite a few parents dropping them off. Heath understood that the children would not be his customers right now, since they still had school to attend, but he could hold out some hope for the parents dropping them off.
Heath also hung up his sign. Heath's Food Truck had already gained some recognition—he had been on the news, after all—so before long, customers arrived in front of it.
"Excuse me, are you that food truck oddball chef who was so popular at the Technology Expo?!" A girl excitedly approached him. She looked to be in her twenties, but was still very young, with no trace of age on her face. Heath felt that alone was enough to make plenty of people envious. For women, youth itself was the best skincare product.
But what kind of strange nickname was "food truck oddball chef"?
"If you mean the Silph food truck at the Technology Expo, then yes, that's me." Heath was not about to acknowledge a name like "oddball chef." Didn't it sound terribly awkward? At least, Heath found it very awkward. He had heard of eccentric doctors, oddballs, and monsters, but never an oddball chef. Anyone who didn't know better might think Heath was a monster chef.
"Oh my gosh! I saw you on the news before! Everyone they interviewed said your food was super delicious!" Heath gave the girl a polite smile as she chattered excitedly. He