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Uri:*she takes the strawberries and pulls out a Firestone from her bag and hands it to Ford*
Thanks youuu! This Firestone is from my dimension! This same stone helped me evolve into what I am actually! I'm a species of pokemon! There's more creatures like me! So much that I lost count..
*she says thinking*
Anyway! Maybe we can talk some more. I've been in need of more friends! But I think other pokemon don't like me mainly because I heat up a room too much when I get nervous..it's hard to control my firepower sometimes..
*she says nervously*
Oo! Another human! Hello! I'm uri! I'm a flareon! Do you wanna trade? I have a Firestone! Tons of them, actually! Would you be open to trading it for some strawberries?
*she says in excitement*
Hello! It is wonderful to meet you, Uri. I can't say I've heard of such a species, but, judging from this question, I'm sure you're all absolutely wonderful.
I would love to trade with you. I can't say the strawberries I have on hand will be top tier—seeing as they are store-bought—but I am happy to oblige. One moment...
[The scientist pulls out one (1) square, clear package of store-bought strawberries and holds it out to her with a polite, curious smile.]
Do not tell Stanley. I'm not sure he'd like me ransacking the fridge for trades, but this "Firestone" peaks my interest too greatly to not raid our home supplies for.