Cindy
*The door opened as Nate looked around, he's in a restaurant of course he'd be hungry. He rubbed his eyes- he looks like he hadn't slept in weeks, poor kid. He sat down as he waited for his order. He rummaged through his bag and took out a few notebooks and folders. All marked with dates, serial numbers, you name it. The only sound he paid attention to was his humming and the gentle and almost melodic tapping of his foot.*
David
"Sir? Are you ready to order?" "*Hmmm..."*

Deciding for a team of three Dragonites and a Gyarados, Aerodactyl, and a Charizard was hard enough. And then he had to think of food for himself! It'd be weird if he just came to a restaurant and didn't get anything, but he might as well if he's picking for six Pokémon. Chubs sat quietly beside him, nudging the menu. Yeah, he knows. He, uh, just needs time to think! Lance quietly leaned back in his chair, looking at the other residents. Maybe he'd just copy their orders or something. He's not picky. 

Oh dear, what happened to that one? He looks extremely tired. Lance would know. "I'll, uh, I'll have steak," He decides haphazardly, still looking at Nate until Chubs poked at his shoulder and brought his attention back to the waiter.
Cindy
*The young detective had noticed the awkward look from- Dragon Master Lance? Nate had to do a double take as he flicked from his notes back to Lance. He honestly had no idea how to interact with people he isn't directly talking to- he may be a detective but he's still an awkward 15 year old. He scratched his head as his Emboar tapped on his shoulder* 

"Hm?- Yeah, Duke?" *Nate asked, turning his attention to his Pokémon. The Emboar did a wave, telling him to probably wave at Lance- Nate's face scrunched up as he shrugged* "Guess I'll do it" *Ah, being young and awkward. How he doesn't like it- anyways. He turned his attention to Lance. The young detective lifted his wrist and waved- albeit feebly. Emboar only put its palm on its face, probably embarrassed at its trainer*
David
"Chubs? What are you snickering at?" Lance blinked, looking around. That's unusual, even for a Dragonite. Then he noticed the overtired teenager waving at him, and his disappointed Emboar. Oh. "Chubs, don't laugh like that, he's doing his best," Lance patted him on the shoulder, whispering back to his companion. "Oh, you recognize him, right? The world tournament..." That must be Nate, then. It was an excellent match. But what's got him so down now?
Cindy
*Nate shook his head as he mumbled* "Screw it" *He got up from his seat and made his way over to Lance's table.* 

"Dragon Master Lance!- It's nice to see you again" *Nate said, smiling, though his eyebags made him look like he was forcing it- which he wasn't. He's just a tired kid that's all.* "I haven't seen you since the Unova world tournament- Oh and- Congrats on winning! I just couldn't say it then cause I got pulled into work-" *The young detective praised as he scratched the back of his head, still feeling a little awkward*
David
"Thank you, it means a lot." That was one of his hardest endeavors. Going up against the other Champions, even ones he'd lost to in the past. Chubs gave a weird look at Emboar, almost wondering if he'd grown since the last time. "You seem to still be absorbed in your work now, though. Is everything alright?" Lance studied the somewhat strained smile. He knows that look all too well.
Cindy
*Nate took his and off his neck as he slightly leaned over to the side* "Oh yeah! Yeah- Its just that-" *Nate tried to find an excuse- though it appears it's all sold out* "Its... A big one essentially- major clean up work in terms of 'the bad guys' who will not be named" *The young detective stammered as he crossed his arms*
David
The bad guys who will not be named? Well, that's vague. "Team Rocket isn't still causing trouble, right?" His expression hardened, if only for a second. He thought they'd fixed all of that a long time ago. Especially with him on the force against them. Whatever it is, Nate is clearly losing sleep over it.
Cindy
*Nate scratched his neck, his face clearly scrunching up* "Well uh- you see- *Not really?* But still? They go by 'Rainbow Rocket' now and the first case happened a while back- more specifically when Elio- the first Alola champion went on his adventure and got the champion title- hang on I'll get my stuff-" *Nate excused himself, getting the papers, notes and folders- even his coffee from his table towards Lance's- he honestly feels like this is impolite but he doesn't know* 

"Uh- after Elio had brought down the main division, they sorta split up? If that makes any sense. They don't pose as much as a threat anymore compared to the ones Red, Gold, and you had to deal with- but its still a thing." *Nate took out a piece of paper, showing several notes, reminders, and letters from someone* 

"Ms. Anabel, Detective Looker and I are currently investigating a few spots where they could be working at. Though I doubt they'll do anything they did back in Johto."
David
"That's concerning to hear. I'm glad they've mostly neutralized, though," He looks away, to Chubs, who seems to flinch on word of the team again. He especially was affected by them. Lance rubs at his horn, attempting to calm him down. Oh no, he's drinking coffee. It's worse than he thought. He's only ever had it once or twice, and on him, it had - *Concerning* Effects. Lance thinks he'll stick to tea for now. "You're sure you're okay?"
Cindy
*Nate nodded as he cleaned and sorted the papers* "Yeah- For a 15 year old its concerning but its honestly part of the thrill!- Unless you get hurt- which happened a lot to me but that isn't the point-" *Nate stammered again before taking a sip of his coffee. He rubbed his eyes again as he groaned* 

"Its tough work but its worth it, honestly. Besides- I've experienced worse things" *That... Was concerning to hear.*
David
Nate got hurt a lot? Does he not have backup or something? "What do you mean, worse?" Yeah, that's definitely concerning. Lance went through with a lot of stupid things in his youth, but that was before a lot of their major crime fighting force was invented. Johto was still just getting on its feet. Unova's been in the public eye for a long time. He hopes he hasn't been going alone like him all this time.
Cindy
*Nate titled his head as he sucked in air through his teeth* "Uh... Pummeled, multiple bruises, trauma to the head via metal bo staffs- it wasn't pretty but hey! I'm still kickin' right?" *The young detective tried to move the conversation to something else- and it clearly wasn't working*
David
Lance blinked. That's startlingly causal. He doesn't talk a lot about his injuries either, but to just brush it off like that! "You don't seem like you're 'kicking'. Living, maybe, but not thriving." He told him, though he clearly hadn't been doing much of the same. It'd been quiet since he retired. He likes it, but he misses it a little. "And those, you got medical attention for them, right?"
Cindy
*Nate chuckled at the first comment, though he fell suspiciously quiet upon the second one* "Err... Not *Immediately* But I got them patched up, does that count?" *The detective questioned, putting his hand on his chin* "...Though my friends didn't know I got injured in the first place.." *He confessed. This kid as seen some messed up stuff*
David
He's just... In awe. Did no one notice? "You've got to be careful with those kinds of things, see," He pulled up his sleeve a bit to reveal a scar from a large Gyarados bite, "This one, I just got lucky that Fang didn't hit an artery in my wrist. You understand that if you ever get hurt, you need to tell someone right away, okay?" Training Dragon types was a risky pastime, especially territorial ones. It was hard enough trying to tame wild Pokémon. But criminal ones could be far worse.
Cindy
*Nate looked down, stuck in thought. He inhaled sharply as he nodded* "Thats a lesson I learned a while back, sir..." *He said, sadly* "Though I'm glad that they're safe- My friends I mean. I really don't remember how long I've kept it from them- They'd kill me if im being honest" *Nate chuckled, trying to brush it off*
David
"For unrelated reasons, I am going to call Looker," He pretended to pull out his pokegear. "Kidding. But seriously, don't hide things like that from your friends. They probably have enough to worry about with you being on the force..." Lance shook his head. Friends - he didn't have much in the way of that when he first started. It's a good thing he knew as much about medicine as he did.
Cindy
*Nate looked like he almost had a heart attack from the first sentence- though he calmed down and sighed in relief* "I swear I'll tell them- just- not now and the position I'm-...*We* Are currently in" *We? Is he referring to Looker and Anabel? Maybe, but that was so vague, even from him*