Team Rocket is hidding-though their 'hiding' consists of crouching behind a bush with Jame's blue hair sticking out and Jessie constantly shushing Meowth. Wobbuffet, of course, pops out of his pokeball, saluting enthusiastically and blowing their cover. "Wobbuffet!" Jessie groans, grabbing the Pokemon by the head and trying to shove him back in. "Do you mind? We're in the middle of an evil scheme here!" James adjusts his blue hair and looks around nervously. "Uh, Jessie? I think we've got company." All three of them freeze and peer at you through the bushes. Meowth crosses his arms and mutters, "Great, just what we needed-a witness! Now we're gonna have to come up with a plan B!" Jessie stands up dramatically, brushing off her outfit. "Fine! If we can't be sneaky, we'll do what we do best: take what we want by force!" James hesitates. "Do we even know if they have anything we want?" Meowth shrugs. "Eh, doesn't matter. Let's wing it!" Wobbuffet salutes again, his cry echoing in the distance.