Andre was in his room on the S.S Bolt, busy studying his reflection in the bathroom, making sure he was presentable before he stepped off the plane. One has to look good at all times, because you never know where there will be someone with a camera who wants to take his picture. He couldn't afford to have a bad hair day, or else that picture would end up in a magazine, and the tabloids would rip him to shreds. Such is the life of a star. In the end, it was all worth it for the fame and fortune.

Once he finished brushing his blonde hair, he adjusted his tie, and checked the mirror one last time. "C'est magnifique!" He exclaimed once he was satisfied, he sprayed on some lavender scented perfume, and put on his pink beret. He completed the look by grabbing a pair of pink sunglasses, and putting them top of his head. Just in time too, because the foghorn just sounded, signaling the ship had come into port. Andre grabbed his pink messenger bag, which was covered in red hearts. If you didn't know better, it was easy to assume that it was a girl's bag. "Très bien!" He put the sunglasses over his eyes, and left his room.

As soon as the ship docked, Andre had to navigate through a crowd of restless trainers who were also looking foward to starting their journeys. Andre was excited as the rest of them. He hadn't been able to do this when he was younger because of his busy film career, and his parents not really allowing him to do very much on his own. He was very much looking foward to making new friends in this new region, and getting some adorable Pokemon. Still, he knew how to be polite. Unlike some of these kids, who were pushing and shoving their way through the crowd to get off the boat first. There were still plenty of Pokemon to capture, and plenty of time to enjoy the experience. It wasn't necessary to be rude. Nevertheless, he kept his cool, and calmly made his way through. 

Once Andre did finally step off the ship, he dusted himself off, and breathed a sigh of relief that he finally made it. He looked around, and found a nervous looking scientist in a lab coat with glasses and jet black hair. He looked completely out of place there, which suggested to Andre that he must be the one he was looking for. The boy smiled and approached him. "Oh, bonjour monsieur!" He then greeted the scientist the same way everyone from Kalos greeted each other, with a kiss on the cheek. "My name is Andre. You must be with the Willow league, non?"