Being Nanu's assistant is far easier than expected.

Truth be told, there isn't much work to do at all. You take phone calls and run basic errands for him — all the things an antisocial old man would hate doing.

Plus, you think he's warming up to you! You're not sure, though. He spends too much time sleeping to be sure.

"You're late," Nanu chides as you walk through the door, meowth in his lap. He's got a half-empty bottle of whiskey in one hand, and a kendama in the other. "Sleep late?"