"I'm glad." Watermelon is terribly sticky, after all. Setting down the cracked open watermelon down on the nearest and unoccupied table, Dimitri rubs along hte back of his neck. Terrible. He might actually have to go swimming to get some of this off of him.

While breaking pieces of watermelon off for each of the Pokemon - yes, with his bare hands, don't worry about it - Dimitri looks up to Leonardo. "So, did you come to Olivine just for the auction, or were you going to arrive here regardless?"