Vinny Verdana
Location: Beryl Town, Mid-Festival.
Interacting With:@Brose (as Cassandra Stern)
The questions weren't any massive news-breaking answers, but Vinny wasn't expecting any. CEOs like to keep stuff close to the chest even for big names in the field of journalism, much less functional nobodies like himself. The stuff he did get, limited though it may be, was already very generous. And let it never be said that Vinny Verdana was ungrateful! He maintains at least partial attention towards Ms. Stern as he scribbles down her answers in his notebook. Once she was finished speaking, and he was finished writing, he makes eye contact(? it was hard to tell with the sunglasses), and smiles.
"Well Ms. Stern, it's been fantastic meeting you. That was a very illuminating interview, and I feel as though I have a better understanding as to what Morpheus desires as a company! And again, I appreciate your patience in humoring me. While I'm sure I could pick your brain for hours, I won't overstay my welcome any further. So, I think I'm off to enjoy the festivities your company has so generously sponsored!"Vinny slips his journal back into his bag, and slings said bag back over his shoulder. Already he was feeling a bit of that crushing pressure of his dead-end career lessen. Sure, this one interview wouldn't change his whole life- but it was a fantastic start. Especially given that he only arrived in Starre recently!
"If you want to see the interview published, or wish to contact me about said interview, you can contact me through the Castelia Crown's website!" The Castelia Crown
only had a website. There was no official place where it was published, but what Vinny was saying was technically true. He had an email linked to the account- not his personal email, but a work one, which was freely available to be reached..
He got a lot of spam messages via that decision, but one day it might pay off.
If Cassandra had anything more to say to him, Vinny stuck around to listen. And once it concluded, he departed with a two-fingered salute, wading into the festival proper. If anyone were to look, it was easy to keep track of him given how his overly tall hairdo stuck out of the crowd. Like a blond Sharpedo fin cutting through the crowd.
First thing on the agenda had been getting ahold of a Roto-Phone. Those things were nice, and not something you had in Unova. Xtransceivers were perfectly serviceable, but Vinny had to confess he was a bit of a trendy guy. Plus a map and Pokedex app would both be invaluable. Fortunately, the line wasn't too long, and once he was there he didn't have to jump through too many hoops. So Vinny was whistling in satisfaction as he made his way over to the Morpheus Booth, in order to get what he inelegantly thought of as a 'goodie bag.'
This line was a bit longer, so Vinny tried to start some small talk. Speaking to the man in front of him, a surly looking older fellow with a bushy beard, he asked;
"Enjoying the festivities?" Only to find himself met with an irritable grumble and no further attempts at conversation. Guess that meant no, or maybe he just didn't like Vinny's look. Either way the rest of the wait was done in awkward silence, up until Vinny finally made it to the front and got his paws on the goods. He gives a cheery thanks and an over-exaggerated wink (entirely concealed by his sunglasses), and then steps off to the side to pop a squat.
Vinny sets his fashionable bag on the ground, and rummages around in it before pulling out a Pokeball. With a click, he releases the creature inside, Garamond, his trusty Trubbish manifested beside him with a
"Gwah!" Vinny gives him a less exaggerated, but very genuine looking smile.
"Heya buddy. You're gonna have to play assistant here while I re-organize all this. Dunno how I'm gonna fit all this and an egg in here.." Thus began the process of handing Garamond items from the bag while he put things in order, only to patiently take them from the Trubbish' sticky grasp before said Trubbish accidentally (or intentionally) absorbed them.
It made quite the sideshow for those in line, especially with the threat of Vinny's hair almost hitting those nearby as he crouched over his inventory. Given he liked to keep the contents of his bag very orderly, he'd probably be at it a while. Though part of that might be hesitance at the idea of going to get a Pokemon egg next. He really wasn't sure he was cut out to raise one.