[The "strange dog" leaps out of the sidecar, eager to join his master. Clearly, following him paid off in the form of a bike ride. Now he's standing dutifully beside the prosecutor, awaiting orders (and possibly eyeing the Wobbuffet rather suspiciously).
Said prosecutor doesn't know what to say to the Wobbuffet, though, and will just nod once, in understanding.]
I...I see. And what am I supposed to do with my...Houndour?
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[The "strange dog" leaps out of the sidecar, eager to join his master. Clearly, following him paid off in the form of a bike ride. Now he's standing dutifully beside the prosecutor, awaiting orders (and possibly eyeing the Wobbuffet rather suspiciously).
Said prosecutor doesn't know what to say to the Wobbuffet, though, and will just nod once, in understanding.]
I...I see. And what am I supposed to do with my...Houndour?