Okani had a rather heavy Bagon in her arms, who was not making it any easier to lug around as trn dragon type really didn't like being the pokeball. "Bagon, quit being stubborn and I'll let put ya down" Okani said as she glared at it. Of course, the relationship between the master and the pokemon was walking the fine line between love and hate. While she adored her pokemon, she also had a hard time getting said pokemon to stop disobeying orders. Arriving at the bar, Bagon in tow and she went directly to a booth to sit. Taking in deep breathes by the second, she would never carry the pokemon again, ever.
"Stay here, got that?" Okani asked the oblivious Bagon. With a sigh, she marched over to the Bartender and asked "may I have the strongest shot you got?" Normally she wouldn't be drinking but after that over exhausting trek, she really didn't care.
"Aren't you a little young to be drinking?" The bartender asked. Okani rolled her eyes and snatched the glass of wine from his hands. Winking at him before turning back to the booth only to find her pokemon missing. She gulped down the wine and ended up spotting Bagon right at the counter, trying to reach something.