[A legend, huh? That sounds right up Keats' alley, the perfect story for his magazine. Of course, like he believes such a Pokemon actually exists, but still, it's worth looking into. Keats has a good nose for a scoop, and when he's on the trail of something like this, it's hard getting him off it.]

[He's going around, notebook in hand and Sylveon trotting at his side, asking around and jotting down notes on the things he's learning. When he sees Bill, he pauses.]

[Well now, what have we here?]

Interesting Pokemon you have. [Keats' (Irish) accent should definitely tell the other man he's not from around here. He eyes the Unown with interest, before turning to the man himself.] Mind if I ask you a few questions? I'm a reporter, you see...I'm just trying to gather as many facts as I can about a certain story told around these parts.