A young Smeargle sat nervously in the back of a black limousine as it drove down the street towards an unknown destination. Sitting next to him was a huge and intimidating Krookodile, a gangster he owed a large debt too. The Krookodile kept an arm around the much smaller Smeargle, holding him firmly against his side. The Smeargle dared not move, despite how uncomfortable he was, or look him in the eye.