Noemi settled just above one corner of the table watching as Moriarty emerged. She nodded clearly and emphatically when Clarence declared his gengar not dangerous or mean, just naughty. "You are very naughty, Moriarty." Her tone was also fond; even if only the pokemon would know the words, the people might pick up on the tone.

The phantump, for his part, finally (kind of) separated from Noemi, disappearing under the table directly below Noemi. He felt safe there, sheltered, but... he didn't want to be rude, so he emerged again about halfway, still feeling safe, but not hiding completely. He glanced at Noemi and she gave him an approving and encouraging nod, earning a little smile from him that ended up half hidden behind another shy bite of apple.

Zeran set the drinks on the table, taking a glass for himself and his fluff bug as he stepped back and took a seat. "So you've got two new spooks with you, mind if I ask how you met?"