Kojiro almost blushed when he felt Quickie brush past him, then turn to apologize, almost causing him to forget everything he had just heard from the old man prior to Mewtwo using his psychic abilities on his current psyche.
Mime Jr., meanwhile was too excited by Mewtwo's abilities to not pay attention to anything around it and attempts to Mimic the cloned Pokemon's power, snapping James out of his trance as he yelps and ducks behind the hallway, snapping his visible Pokemon out of its concentration.
"What're you doing!?" he hissed, "Are you trying to get us noticed along with helping that Pokemon manipulate that poor old man!?"
He stops a moment and scratches his head, "Now that I think about it...what was he going on about what Mewtwo figured out...and what he meant by 'saving his precious father'. I read somewhere that Dr. Fuji was the one that created Mewtwo, not that strange old man...."
He then pokes his head out of the corner, "This is against orders, but I do need evidence to prove Mewtwo is doing this against others' will.... No point dragging him back to Team Rocket, or proving his treachery to the trainers Domino claim is being enslaved by his abilities if I don't have any visible evidences to show...."
He then reaches into his sleeve and pulls out a smartphone provided by Team Rocket, activating its camera functions and filming everything that was going on between Mewtwo and WilyII.
"Ah, well hope whatever you're hurrying about works out for ya. Thanks anyways!" she said, waving farewell to the stranger. "Hmm... A Gym, eh?" she mused, looking at her team. The Honedge at her side shook with anticipation, and the rest of her team looked raring to go as well. "Sounds like a plan then!" she enthusiastically proclaimed, running into the town towards the Gym.
Hierophant watched as the group leave before walking back over to Excalibur as Meowth poked his head out from the Chingling pouch.
"Now there's a group of Pokemon Jessie and James would sidetrack to steal and-"
He's suddenly interrupted by Excalibur shoving Meowth back in the pouch with his paw.
"Could you be any louder!?" Danny hissed, "We don't need a misunderstood fight to go along with all the other misunderstood nonsense that's about to cave in on the poor Pokemon!"
"Right...keep schemes to myself.... Forgot I'm not with the bludgeoning duo at this moment of our reputation...."
"How do you even put up with those two if they keep beating you around like a living doll?" Hierophant asked as they continued down the corresponding route.
"Selfish and violent as they are, they at least have a small spark of respect and love for me that prevents them from tossin' me out in favor of a more cooler Pokemon," Meowth mews as he proudly pops his head out of the pouch, "Besides, no other Pokemon tried to learn how to speak like I did."
"Probably because they knew the effort would rob them of any Special Attacks they could use to at least defend themselves with...." Danny retorts.
"Now that's just mean...." Meowth moans while pulling his head back into the Chingling pouch's mouth.