Giratina finished off scraping every bit of food off of the plate, then leaned back in his chair. "Yeah... It was pretty good..." He made it sound like it was the hardest thing in the word to agree with Eusine, but he admitted that the food was good nonetheless.

After a while of relaxing, he looked around the restaurant. He got his food, did that mean that he could finally leave? He decided to test whether or not he could leave.

"...Well, I guess I'll be going now..."