Ronald
A man in a light brown cloak would sit on a sofa, steaming cup in hand. There were at least six teabags submerged in that cup, but he would drink it contently and look at the lady that entered the room.

He cocked his head, curiosity beginning to fill his mind. She didn't seem like she came from a region he knew, and there was a sort of air around her that was different than the others. He decided to face her with a semi-loud voice, "Excuse me Miss, but from which region did you come from?"
Joan
```an unexpected encounter```

She hadn't been aware off the other persons presence so it was only natural that she jolted upwards with a slight gasp. How long had the stranger been there for? Was she too captivated by the rooms decor? Oh my god that was so rude she wasn't a rude person she was meant to be quaint and delicate! 

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None the less she gave him a small sweet smile. "U-uhm moi? I come from the Kalos region" She answered with slight hesitation in her voice. It was clear that she had been taken aback by the other man. Almost instantly she smoothed the non existing creases of her skirt as if she wasn't looking presentable. Presentation was always key! The last thing she'd want is to make one think of her to be a distasteful person. She carried herself a certain way, this was just a rare case scenario where that act would be dropped for a moment.

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She may not be an expertise when it came to Pokemon battles but the way she presented herself and the way she was dressed too could easily make one think that she was someone of high status.
Ronald
He shrunk back a bit, "Apologies for the surprise, my name is Cord, what's your name?", he offered out a gloved hand. He was a bit regretful for shocking the woman, and settled on a sofa opposite to her.

He didn't quite care about his appearance much, but he adjusted the fat emerald holding his cloak together. Cord felt that it was appropriate for the person he was talking to.
Joan
```Small talk...```

The young women let out a small sigh of relief, taking the mans hand and giving it a soft shake. "No no you're quite alright, I should have been been paying attention to my surroundings... Pleasure meeting you monsieur Cord." She replied re-collecting her usual calm posture. The calm posture that gave her half her grace. 

"My name is Lady Caprice." Just as she usually would do, she'd never give out her first name. If she ever did it was always her nickname, she despised the way it rolled off of the tongue. Addressing her with her middle name for the time would have to do.