Let's walk around the ship a bit and see if we can spot any other fire-type trainers.
> You wave goodbye to Mr. B, and walk around the ship. As you approach the dining car doors, you hear two familiar voices.
> "Here you go, nice and cold!" The younger girl says.
> "Only you like soup frozen you little idiot!"
> "Nuh-uh, Letty likes it cold too!"
> "I am NOT Letty," The older girl responds.
> You think you know who these two are, and you consider how and if you'd like to enter. You wonder if you should call one of them first.
>_