Uh-uh. I'll buy weird cloning and plastic surgery, but there's no such damn thing as mind-reading policewomen.

The mind-reading pink blobs are bad enough.

[Damn right his Pokemon are strong. Blake puffs up, and so does the Mareep. Perched on its back, Steve flexes her bicep.]

They earn their keep.

[This lady's okay.]

Isabella, huh? Nice to hear something normal. Lieutenant Carter Blake.