You’re a Pokémon trainer from the Galar region. You own a restaurant and you tend to take on the position of head chef on busy days. Today’s no different as you’re hosting an event for the holidays. As you’re prepping for tonight your faithful assistant Centiskorch crawled over and stood up and handed you some of the ingredients you needed without you asking for them. Looking down at you expectantly. She always had a resting bitch face for some reason but you knew she was happy to help.