Louis
She walked over to her Leafeon and gave her some belly rubs before looking to the group. She seemed like she wanted to talk to them, but she turned around and was about to leave, but of course, Leafeon, being the great 'gal that she is, jumped infront of Summer and shook her head, before beginning to push her towards the adults. Summer couldn't really... Do much about it so, she made Leafeon stop pushing her and began walking towards the group. When she got there she had to look up. *'Why is everyone so tall..?'* She thought to herself. She just gave a small smile and wave.
Edward
Irsia looked down at the picture, satisfied by the result. She wanted to send it *Right* Away to her husband, other gym leaders, her friends... And yet she was able to refrain from doing that. She stared at the picture for a while. Since Kabu and Raven were talking, she'd occupy herself by looking over it... Still. 
"Of course," She happily answered. She lifted her hands and presented the picture to him. "I think it turned out nice. I really do appreciate you allowing me to take it. Surely you get asked that a lot, or at least have a lot of eyes on you." 

She still held it up, noticing how quiet... The rest of the adults were in this moment. Perhaps she could break the awkwardness. "Oh, perhaps we can keep moving? This mansion is too large not to explore. For one, I'd love to see the courtyard." Once her phone was back into her pocket, she puts them together. "I've been doing a little bit of exploring, so I'm sure I could lead us there." 
She nodded to Gardevoir, who would be her assistant guide. Maybe walking would open more conversation between their small, but growing group.
James
The atmosphere was getting quite awkward, he almost wanted to intrude. However, it seems Irisia has broke the tension getting it well under control. "Yes indeed I wouldn't mind tagging along. You seem to know the way Miss Irisia. Before I look around, I just need to do one more thing," He walked up to the receptionist desk as socializing has almost made him forget about checking into the place.

The receptionist took his luggage handing him a set of his keys. His suitcases were all in dark colors, except there was one that strangely stood out. In contrast to the darker ones this suitcase was a light carnation color with a pink bow decorated on the top of it. It was strange for someone burly like him to have it but he reassured them that it was for his daughter, Iris as she left hastily slightly underpacking. In fact he would like for it to be dropped off to her room as well. After that was settled he returned to the group.