Lynelle
With both of them looking brand new, Allister and Leon headed for the door! Well, actually, they headed to *Pay* For the clothes first, and the door would come later. On the way, there were stopped by the strangest man, who looked at them. He looked, almost fake? If that was a way that a person could be described. He was like a model, with how perfectly groomed he was, how neatly pressed his clothes were, and how white his teeth were when he smiled. It was... It was unnatural.
He walked around them, looking them up and down, head to toe, before stopping in fron of Allister, and his smile (somehow) widened. That did not make the boy feel very comfortable, that's for sure. He tried to back up, but they just leaned in more, and more, until, yeah, backing up would not be an option.
*"What's your name, huh?"*
"Eek," Allister cringed when he fluffed his hair, and leaned his face in to look the boy in the eyes. "A-Allister, sir," He squeaked. He looked away, until out of nowhere, something wat stuck into his hand, and he looked down to see... It was a card. "W-what's this-"
*"Allister, hmm? Such a lovely name! Please, the number's on the card. Call me if you feel a... Change of heart, okaaay?" He asked. He reached a hand up and twirled the little tuft of hair in his fingers. Little did he know, that the kid was squeezing his eyes shut, hoping this person would just leave him the *Hell* Alone.

Just then, Allister was saved! By Leon, who immediately pulled him away with some half hearted attempt at gratitude. "W-what was that?" Allister asked, as he was being dragged to somewhere unknown. He had dealt with the press before. People wanting pictures, and being less than polite about it... But this guy... This guy creeped him out.
Evelyn
"I don't know..." Leon answered Allister when he found themselves at the baby corner of the store. He was just going *Anywhere* To get away from the creep. Heck, Leon doesn't like those kind of people when they asked him to model, even back at home. There are some pleasant ones but anyone would know when photographers like *Those* Guys have ulterior motives behind all of it. "You won't see him again anyway," Leon told Allister sternly. No ifs, ands, or buts. "Uh so the cashier..." Leon tries peeking over the racks of clothes to spot the front but was unfortunate enough to—

See that man. Creepily enough, he's just standing there, smiling that wide grin like he can't stop smiling, in their direction. As if he was waiting for them to come out from hiding. Leon starts leading Allister for another way out. Not wanting the boy to be creeped out, he lead him to the costumes for Pokémon section. "Have you ever been interested in getting something for Arcana?" Leon asked absentmindedly. He peeks above the racks again and sees the man still following. He lifts a camera from his pocket and points it their way. It's as if the man isn't afraid that he's caught. Leon only assumes it's an authority but isn't really sure. He summons Charizard out who knocked over some clothes from his wingspan. "Hey, buddy, lead us to the front."

Charizard could sense the tension and started leading the two out. It's as if the creepy guy knew his place then. They were able to go to the front and pay. Ah, as hot as the day is outside, they have to leave. Feeling a piercing stare from the back of the store, both climbed onto John. Why does Leon feel as though that might not be the last time they encounter creeps like that? Patting his buddy's neck, he flies to somewhere, anywhere, which got them to  at the boardwalk.
Lynelle
Allister always had a *Way* Of knowing when something wasn't right. Something always... Changed in the boy. He went cold, and stiff, almost catatonic. Didn't talk, didn't move much. It was like he could see something coming, and needed all his energy to do so. But... He didn't even need that to know that this person, this situation? It wasn't right! It wasn't right at all. After stepping away, Allister immediately threw the business card behind him. No thank you.

He was pulled over to random sections of the store, but couldn't exactly say anything, as he saw the guy walking after them. At one point, they had ducked behind a bunch of costumes, and Leon had asked a question, but Allister just absentmindedly shook his head back and forth, shaking a little. It was his anxiety acting up, or maybe he was *Still* Anxious from the first encounter with this guy. The way he kept smiling as he walked closer, and closer, put him on edge, even as the made a run for the cashier. And as they were checking out, Allister heard a low hissing, which no one else seemed to. He wondered what it was, before it dawned on him that Moon was making the noise! She was hissing at the person... Right behind them.

"Moon," Allister whispered. "Enough."
*"I don't like him, Mr. Allister... I don't like him at all,"* A feminine voice responded. It didn't take long for them to pay for the clothes, and be out of there! They climbed on John's back, and were off. Somewhere hopefully far away. As they went off towards the boardwalk, Allister reached into his pocket to make sure he had everything he needed. His knife, phone, some money, check... And a business card...
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*"That's great! He's really good at putting together outfits. He'll consider it,"*

-Leon

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