>>16375702A few verse repeats later sees you at the very top of your game: Sweating like a salty pig and breathing hitched up ninety degrees of skin-swelling pain. Sure sweat is gross, but in this case it's the sweat of a Kalosian man who puts effort into EXERCISING. And now with this new training--this SUPER Training-- you've opened a new door.
A new, bilingual door!
"Heh, now that that pointless montage is over with, I can understand you now!"
The montage comes to a close as the the marketer duck brings you back to Earth. He waves his leek to a huge dry-erasable blackboard behind him, then proceeds to quack loudly. Normally this would be annoying, except now you can understand him.
"Far, far, farfetch!"
"HEY GUYS, DUCKBILL-Y MAYS HERE WITH ANOTHER EXCITING PRODUCT. Now let me ask you a question! Have YOU--ever spilled a drink on your NICE, CLEAN clothes?A) "All the fucking time, man."
B) "No, who am I? Some pig-ugly Unovan? I just got done exercising."
