{Waiting Room B}
As Slade entered the room he was a bit disappointed in how Jacob was acting, doubting himself at the last moment. It was a good this that Spitfyre was there to bring him up but Slade thought he might be able to help a little as well for his friend by pitching in his own two cents. "Listen here Jacob," Slade said assertively as he walked over to the boy with Flare by his side. The fire dog gave a smug look as the two approached the boy and his pokemon. "I won't forgive you if you go and loose this!" He yelled pointing at Jacob with his right hand before taking the same hand and pointed to himself with his thumb. "Slade Kafkin doesn't loose to anyone other then the best! I lost to you so if you loose this it'll make both of us look bad." Slade then swiped his hand hand down across his body. "So don't go moping right before the end. Finish this not only for me, but for you and your pokemon!" Flare then let out a confirmed bark after Slade finished his little rant.