The receptionist buzzed Maple so suddenly she dropped the box of pokeballs on her foot. "Your cousin is being quite the uhhhh..... nuisance Professor." The voice resounded. Maple tisk-tisked and told the receptionist to have him come in. 
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Devon turned as the receptionist called for him, then he was directed to enter the back room. Once inside Lia directed him to take a seat. He obediently sat, knowing how much influence Lia had with his parents. "Now, this is [b]my[/b] house, and you follow [b]my[/b] rules. You [b]will[/b] get along with the others [b]atleast[/b] while your here." The edge in her voice could have cut Devon clean in half.

"Only if I can have a pokemon before them," Devon said with a clever smile, "Come on, Lia. You know I deserve it."

"Fine, but you have to [b]leave[/b] after. Understood?" 

"'Course, girl, whatever ya say." And with that, Devon snatched up a pokeball from the box, put it at his belt and strode back into the lobby. "Look, I got a pokemon already. Later Dweeb," He looked at Wim, "and you too, Books" he looked at the boy he threw the book at, "And I cant forget you sweetheart" He finished, winking at the girl.