Nate looked at the Professor as he came in and smiled. "Finally," He thought, grateful, "I can get my starter!" He walked really slowly to the Pokémon, not in any kind of rush. When he got there, he noticed that... He was the last one to come pick his Pokémon. "Note to self, rush in, push everyone out of your way and maybe get some exercise beforehand." He muttered to himself as he took a closer look at the remaining Pokémon standing. There were maybe about four Pokémon who have not been chosen, but one of them immediately caught his eye. It was the Totodile, who looked like it was on the verge of crying. Nate immediately kneeled beside him and pat his head. "What's wrong, little guy... or gal? You sad because nobody chose you?" The Pokémon, a little hurt that this random human just reminded her of that. "You know what?" Nate continued. "I think I'll be the one who will be choosing you! You're really cute." He began tickling her with one finger. The Totodile laughed, then bit his finger out of joy. "Ow!!!... Does that mean that you want to come with me?" The Big Jaw Pokémon nodded, which really made Nate's finger hurt. "Um, realease me?" Totodile slowly opened her jaw and he began kissing his finger. "We're gonna have to work on that." He got Totodile's Lure Ball and put it in his pocket. He looked at the other Pokémon. "Sorry, guys. Better luck with the next trainer." He scooped up Totodile and craddled her in his arms. He got to his feet and looked around, a little lost. "...So, what now?"