One moment, Laia is sitting down for the start of the floor session.
The next moment, some kind of bizarre-looking monster is going at her with an enormous golden ring.
The moment after that, she's somewhere else.
Great!
"So, what brings you to Virbank?" asks the barista fetching her food.
"I'm from another planet and was attacked by a strange Pokémon that landed me on a Mareep farm most of a day's walk from here!"
"You really don't, it was terribly startling, but the farmers were so hospitable and it seems lovely here so far."
"I'd like to hope so! Are you planning to stay here or head on over to Castelia?"
"Virbank's got the factories, Pokéstar Studios, Roxie's gym. Castelia's got... lots of things, really, it's the biggest city in Unova, but most of it's, you know, boring office jobs."
"And Casteliacones!" supplies the other barista.
The first barista sighs. "And Casteliacones."
"Where should I be going for theater? Or movies, we don't have those on my planet but the Mareep farmers showed me one and I loved it."
"For movies you'd want Pokéstar Studios. Live theater your best bet is Nimbasa, about a day's walk north of Castelia."
"Well, I hear they're always looking for more talent, and I bet an alien would pull big crowds."
"That would be the hope! Hook the audience with the alien thing and follow up with a great show."
He nods and turns to the next customer, a girl with a long black ponytail carrying a guitar who just arrived.
That was indeed plenty of chitchat for over dinner. She finishes up her muffin and meanders a little on her way back toward the Pokémon Center to see what there is to see.
In that case, she will encounter:
The neon sign is just a symbol (vaguely reminiscent of a Pokéball), but there's a smaller, less neon sign in front that reads:
Virbank City Pokémon Gym
Leader: Roxie
"Poison days, poison on the stage!"
The constructs are lifting up heavy objects with large metal arms and moving them to other places.
Huh.
When she gets back to the Pokémon Center she asks where people are supposed to set up sleeping bags.
The nurse directs her to a spot on the floor with a thick rug.
"We'll turn out the lights at 9 PM."