Watching Quickie slowly mopping away, Joe hestitated. He did not know what to do. He knew that the girl in front of him wasn't acting on her own accord, all these were orchestrated by a powerful Psychic Pokemon... However... Her smile... That smile seemed... Genuine... No... It's all a ploy... A ploy from Mewtwo... Right... Right? Shaking his head, Joe remembered Domino's words. They were all mind slaves.
As Joe was about to sneak off....He suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders. Spinning around trying to get whatever was the source, he tripped over his own feet, and fell face-first onto the floor, knocking himself out.
Quickie heard the thud and turned around, seeing Joe sprawled on the floor. "Are you all right?" Carefully, she rolled him onto his side, noting that he was out-cold. Shrugging, Quickie made sure that Joe was otherwise unharmed before leaving the room, seeing the three trainers brawling in the hallway, blocking her way. "This is ridiculous..." Feeling as if she has to do everything around here, she raised her voice.
"You three knock it the hell off and get out of my way!"
With a shove, Quickie reached into the dog pile, separated two of the trainers by shoving them aside, then stepped passed them. "Sorry, but this is really annoying. You should go outside if you want to fight." Shaking her head, she started down the hall again, en route to her room.