Galeilo walks forward, until, they run into a Ralts.
"Yo, yo, yo, I'm yo main man, Ralts! What you doin' in my crib, homie?" screams the Ralts.
"Umm... we're just... hitch-hiking?" said Mallory.
"Ha! Hitch-hiking? Muscle-y people like me DON'T hitch-hike, Mallory. We write graphic novels!"
Galeilo turns to the Ralts, "We don't take orders from wannabe gangstas."