[If there's one thing guaranteed to nab Calla's interest, it's the allure of a shopping bargain. She's passing by when the cry of a Shaymin hits her ear. she stops mid-step, looking confused, before heading for the shop.]

Wha- those prices for flowers are nuts! How come they're so high, mister? That's just mean-

[And then she sees the cages. Her mouth snaps shut into a very firm frown. She thinks, briefly, of a salesman near Mt. Moon with a Magikarp. After a long moment, that disapproving facial expression lands squarely on the shopkeeper.]

Yeah. I need help. I need help making you let those poor cuties go.