Ask the Smug Snake

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The Grass Snake Pokemon is sitting at his desk, currently invested in writing his reports or making the plans for the next mission. So embroiled in his work, he does not initially notice the visitors in his quarters at all, amber eyes focused intently on the papers in front of him.

(So this is an ask thread, similar to tumblr ask blogs. People can ask Jeremy things himself, ask through their characters, or even implement 'anon magic'. However magic is only available for about 3 asks, and only every other time. Anyway, eager to hear what you guys have. Try to make it fun. xD)

A Sneasel very slowly entered the room, with an obviously fake twirled mustache and a top hat. She twirled the mustache and put on her best 'posh' voice "Well good sir, would you mind if I acquired a certain piece of information? If you could date any Sneasel, where would you take Kuro?"

Jeremy blinks his amber eyes when he hears the door open. Glancing upward, he spies Kuro and lets out a small exhale as he glances back down at the paperwork.

"First off Kuro, you don't ask a question with a follow up question with an already assumed answer. Second off all, sneasel or not, I don't date. I'm going in an arranged marriage as an heir to the Blackwood estate. Second..."

He pauses. voice somewhat soft.

"There is a new cafe I heard... I have sampled plenty of the local food of the lower classes around here already. Might... Be a nice change of scenery."

Another pause, and without looking up Jeremy continues writing, voice composed.

"Its nice to have you back Kuro."

A man wearing shutter shades and carrying a boombox on his shoulder, limps in on a cane.

"Why is there something instead of nothing?"

A black dragon pokes his head inside the room.

"Jeremy, do you know how good you taste? I've been wanting to try this new Snivy dish but the last one was too tough and tasteless."

Jeremy would look at the Dude and open his mouth, trying to come up with an answer before simply stating, "Because... There... Just is? That sounds like something you should ask a philosopher or clergy..."

When the dragon pokes his head inside the room, the male snivy keeps a pleasant, composed face... Though on the inside, the Grass Snake Pokemon was internally screaming. "I... I am tough and unpalatable. Sorry... Just how it is..."