Nathaniel
Now he's just messing with her. Right...? Maybe not. Her fashion sense wasn't exactly great, that was correct. Still, she didn't think she looked that bad, and now she felt like she somehow had to insult him back.
"Compared tae that gran-hair ye've got, I'd say am still somewhat better."
She actually kinda liked his hair, but she couldn't think of anything else.

"She's nae a monster! She jus'- she jus' haes a big stomach!"
She had to give him that, though. Her Appletun's gluttony was almost supernatural, but she didn't put much thought into it.
"Oh- good. Thank god... Sae she came tae eat yer food, then- then what? Where'd she go?"
She ignored his comment about her not feeding it well, only letting out a slight groan. And this was the best way to deal with him- just ignoring his remarks usually made him stop.
Marcus
"Gran-hair!?"

``Bede looked appalled, shocked even. He now had a look of annoyance.`` "Gloria, you wouldn't know a fashion sense if it hit you in the face." ``Of course, compared to Gloria, Bede was dripped out almost all the time, especially in that magenta coat of his.`` "You couldn't ever be better than me fashion-wise." ``Bede, of course was haf-kidding. He had to admit, Gloria could sometimes have a good mix of clothes, especially her normal outfit. The beret, the jacket, they went well together most of the time.`` 

"Gloria, no matter what you say, that thing is a glutton. And therefore a monster, I'm sure if it had an eating competition with a Snorlax at the peak of it's hunger, it'd win." ``Bede scowled a bit for she didn't agree with him. He was definitely right and Gloria probably knew that, it was her Pokémon after all.`` "Nothing, it has done nothing else, in fact it's probably still eating with the rest of my Pokémon, after all this was about 5 minutes ago. I'm sure it couldn't scarf all of what I fed it in less than 5 minutes. If it can, you clearly aren't feeding it enough- do you even know how much an Appletun should eat?" ``He asked, now sitting up straight and with genuine concern.``
Nathaniel
"Just messin witcha! Like ye do tae me."
This would go on for ever if she didn't somehow stop it- and maybe "Just kidding" Would actually be the best way to do that? She wasn't here to discuss fashion, and even if she was, Bede would probably be one of the last people she'd talk with. Not because he has a bad sense of fashion, but because he most likely wouldn't stop talking about himself.

"She's jus'... Different! Like a mighty 'mon stuck in a tiny body. Or maybe she's-"
As she talked to him, she was still doing the rolling motion on the couch, but this time, she actually fell off. Trying not to embarass herself any further, she attempted to fix herself and sat on the couch again.
"Anyways... Sae she's still there? Great. Maybe I shuid lock the door- or jus' close it."
She squinted and looked down, almost looking like she solved some huge mystery.
"Why didnae I close the door? Also- I feed her enough! Even more than the recommended amount! But ye know what she's like!"