Marie attempted to take in the fact that, what looked like, a miniature, Bulbasaur Vinnie was talking to him, and Max's outburst involving having Vinnie's ass for dinner at the same time. It wasn't working. And for a minute, he stared dumbstruck at the little Bulbasaur.

"What are you..." he sputtered out, kneeling down and touching Vinnie's bumpy little head. "What."