Okay, so Carol was half-kidding about the Pikachu. She had been eying the much larger, bluer pokemon that the yellow one was battling. And then she saw the lightening and she raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. Her trademark smirk crossed her features and she looked back at Peter.
"So I think I know which one I want at least. How do you find them?"
The bartender laughed and shook his head, leaning on the bartop. "Goodluck! Haven't seen those guys in the wild in a while."
"Can't be that tough, can it?" She shrugged and drank her liquor, eyes now stuck on the screen.
"They're attracted to electrical sources if that helps."