Up she gets. She bows and claps. "I yield to the champion! Congratulations!"

"Marvelous, darling!" says Stu. "Next, I want to see how you do with a mock battle. You'll be partnering with Warren."

He hands her a script. It includes detailed choreography for the Pokémon, and instructions for the specific commands she should be giving, but also leaves open room for improvising banter, encouraging remarks, etc.

Is Warren her opponent or the Pokémon she's supposed to command?

Warren is her opponent, she's still commanding Riley. He sends out a Pokémon that looks like a giant ice cream cone.

"You think you can stop me?" he reads. "Well, think again!"

(The script calls for her to improvise a response, then instruct Riley to use Force Palm.)

"It's time for action, not more woolgathering! Riley, Force Palm!"

Riley gives her a mock salute and shoves its right hand forcibly at the ice cream cone.

The ice cream cone squeaks indignantly and falls unconscious.

Next Warren sends out a metal bird.

"You may have taken down one of us, but we've got more tricks up our sleeve!"

The script informs her that she is supposed to act terrified. She should wait for Warren's Pokémon to act, then instruct Riley to use Counter.

She can act terrified! ...she's going to act a little less terrified than she knows how to, because probably they don't actually want her to look like she's about to be tortured to the point of death and then Maledicted over a Pokémon battle! She takes half a step back, frowns at the battlefield, lets her hand tremble a little as it brushes some hair out of her face.

Warren makes a fist and turns his hand around rapidly. "Show that Riolu who's boss! Pluck!"

The metal bird dives at Riley and pecks at it. (An experienced observer might notice that it is being very careful not to actually knock Riley unconscious.)

"Counter!" she gasps, clasping a sympathetic fist although she doesn't actually know what Counter does.

Riley catches the edge of the metal bird's momentum and thrusts it back upon itself, knocking the bird nearly to the point of unconsciousness.

"Is that all you've got? We've got you outmatched."

(At this point the script calls for her to look smug, optionally with improvised dialogue, then tell Riley to use Quick Attack.)

"Braggadocio," she snorts. "Quick Attack."

Riley darts in to use Quick Attack, and the metal bird faints.

"Alright, darlings, we're going to cut there," says Stu. "Excellent work."

She does a channel and curtsies.

"What was that?"

"Oh, should I not have? I didn't want to leave it unconscious any longer than necessary - I'm a cleric of Shelyn, I can heal. I can do that six times a day, and a few more times at touch range."

"Oh, it's no problem at all, darling! What else can you do? Is there anything that would be particularly difficult to imitate with special effects — well, I suppose you wouldn't know that."

"I don't know what special effects can do, no. You seem to have light covered... I guess if you want me to act underwater or carry something very heavy I could prepare spells for that... this morning I tried Comprehend Languages on my Pokémon and that worked so I guess if you think Riley and the others you have around might want to say something I can interpret for ten minutes at a time... I can summon celestial Pokemon of a few kinds but that only lasts seconds..."

He strokes his chin thoughtfully. "It's probably not worth working any of those into a movie, but if you get a big hit we might want to see about some publicity interviews where you show off your magic."

"Sure!"

"How long are you planning to stay in Virbank, darling?"

"Indefinitely! I don't have a permanent residence right now but I'm really terribly excited about movies and it seems here's the place to be for those."