Little Mac, shuddering as Incineroar affectionately rubs against him: Why is this weird cat man obsessed with me? He’s been following me ever since the fight with Ken

Samus, as Pikachu stands on her shoulder: Mac, that’s a pokemon. It’s probably like that cause you’re its trainer.

Little Mac: I’ve never trained a cat. Although there was that one little black and red cat I used to take care of back at the gym

Pokemon Trainer: You…mean a litten?

Little Mac: I don’t know. The little guy was so small when I first took him in. He didn’t even grow until we started feeding him and taking him out for walks in the grass.

Pokemon Trainer: Yeah, that’s what Pokemon do. It’s their evolution. And the final evolution of Litten is…

Mac looks up at the buff cat, looking into his eyes now

Little Mac, on the verge of tears: Jalapeño?