"Guess that explains it. Still don't know what a Black storm is, but," Vinnie shrugged, "Giga Drain's just plant energy. I'm either Grass or Poison, nothin' Dark-type about it."

And speaking of poison and his regurgitate-at-will digestive system and other things that shouldn't be used as dinner conversation... Vinnie wasn't hungry! He hardly ever was. But odds were, he figured, that Lash could use some grub.

Glancing at the circulation of waiters in the room, he suggested, "Maybe we should order somethin'. Seems like a waste if we don't."