Roger
```Victory is as sweet as milk tea.```
Debra
The boy bounced on his toes as they walked out of the daycare. There, they made it back to the plaza and looked around. Each time he thought about the battle, he gently bumped into the other male with a teasing grin on his face. Both Swablu and the little Noibat that joined him circled the two. Of course, this called for a treat! The door opened for the shop and they were met with a cool atmosphere. There were small tables and chairs that had younger people in them, immersed in conversation as they sipped on pastel colored drinks. 

He gently pulled Blue's sleeve as they got to the front of the counter. He'd have to order for the both of them as soon as Anvi figured out what he wanted. He tilted his head to the side, then tapped his lips in thought. He couldn't go wrong with the classic, so he pointed to the option. *Wait!* He quickly pats Blue and finger spelled 'tapioca' for him. Then he did the sign for 'have' and raised his eyebrows.
Kurtis
Blue was just *A little* Salty over his loss, of course it wasn't really a serious battle but still. Maybe he just has bad luck going up aganist silent guys, but it could also be the fact despite the advantage and the bulkiness of his Blastoise, the speed of Anvi's Noivern simply beat him to it. Right winner takes all but in this case for Blue , the loser has to pay for the treat. When they entered the building, they were greeted with a gentle ding, which came from the ringing of the bell that was hung up near the top of the door.

 As they got to the place, Blue tapped his foot wondering just what to get. Bingo! He had his eyes on the mango boba, it was the usual he would get back in Kanto and wherever else he'd go! Blue looked over at Anvi, wondering what he wants. "Tapioca?" He repeated to him. "Well duh! Of course they'd have tapioca, it ain't a boba shop if they didn't have any." 
Blue spread his hands apart, and place his middle finger at his lip, signing *Flavor* To Anvi, then pointing at him raising both his eyesbrows. *What flavor do you want?* Is what he was asking him.
Debra
Anvi figured as much. He just thought he'd ask just in case. As much as he liked milk tea, he *Still* Didn't get the chance to have any tapioca pearls in his drink; his luck always ran out as they either didn't have any ready or ran out right before he ordered. He gazed at the toppings in front of them, from the jellies and pudding to chia seeds and crushed cookies. Maybe next time he'd spice up his order. He did a sign to himself this time. It looked like 'happy' but with his middle fingers pointing towards him, he was saying 'excited'. 

In turn, he responded by squeezing one of his fists twice (milk), and then making a sign that looked like he was stirring a cup (tea) putting his right hand on top of his left and making a little oval motion as he tapped them together. Both his hands were in a handshape of the number 'one'. (regular). *Regular milk tea*, he responded. Of course he wanted tapioca in it! He was sure Blue knew too.