The whole pokeball thing was a trip, and Carol was genuinely surprised to see the plant-like creature sucked in as Peter demonstrated. But she went along with it. The little guy seemed happy enough and he was even being useful.
She was still staring, especially at a poor giant fish that seemed to just flop on the beach forever- even if it didn't die. Shaking her head, she followed Peter towards the hotel. "So...these things are just everywhere, huh?" She felt a little overdressed in her jeans and her jacket, but who was she to know what to expect?
"Where did you get the ball? And how did you get him in the first place?" Carol wasn't used to not knowing things like this. She was curious, especially since Peter was making it look easy by now.
The hotel itself was filled with tourists, as expected. And they actually blended in pretty easily (even if she still felt overdressed). Carol chuckled as she looked around. "How is it we always find ourselves at hotels, huh?"