People sharing names were far from uncommon in the Pokémon world-in fact, there were a great many. Heath had served plenty of people with the same names, including Oak, Ash, Red, and Blue, but a closer look revealed that these people were not necessarily the ones Heath remembered.
Even when the Pewter City Science Museum had held an exhibition before, Heath had served a Lance and a Cynthia, but they merely shared those names and were not the two renowned Champion Trainers.
There were a great many customers at noon, and with Zoroark away, Heath could only serve them by himself. That kept him so busy he felt as though he might take flight, but fortunately, he had long since grown used to this sort of life. After all, before he had caught any Pokémon, he had served customers alone too. Although things were a little busier now, they were still within what he could handle.
Once lunchtime passed, Heath finally let out a long sigh of relief. He had finally finished serving the customers. He wondered whether Zoroark and the others had woken up yet. If they had, he rather wanted to call them over to help. Naturally, making things a little easier would be a good thing.
It was easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to go back. Heath felt that saying was truly right. He was no longer very used to working without his Pokémon's help. After all, with those little ones around, his work became much simpler.
Heath stretched. Just as he was about to check the lounge, the food truck's wind chimes rang. Heath turned to look. It was Ho-Oh.
"Good afternoon. Would you like something to eat?" Heath asked Ho-Oh with a smile. Come to think of it, he really had