Meh. "So did Sherlock tell you about the results of his conversation with my dad's Noctowl about boxing?"
"Yeah. Although it probably doesn't compare that favorably to running wild for anything without natural predators."
"I'll go show him the sweaters," says Bella, and she carries the Umbreon-garbed Pory up the stairs.
"Adorable," he says when Bella arrives with her cuddly Porygon.
"Isn't it just? This is the cutest one, although the one with the puffballs is a close second. Did Jarvis tell you he introduced himself to me?"
Bella bursts into a fit of giggles and hands over the Umbrygon.
"I'm gonna take a picture," giggles Bella, "unless you object."
Picture taken! It is adorable. She shows him and the Umbrygon.
"Gongon," says the Umbrygon. Sherlock puts it down, and it trundles away.
"So now I understand all the odd remarks you made about your house," says Bella, patting the Umbrygon as it goes but not impeding its progress.
"It's really amazing. And I bet it makes living all the way out here less lonely."
"Do you remember," he says, "when we were discussing my ability to understand Pokemon speech, and I joked that I might be a Ditto in disguise?"
"And have you observed that I don't appear in any existing records of Tony's childhood?"