Lynn tells her to fuck off.

Lynn couldn't believe what she was hearing. This chick had heard her burst in to get away from the crowds and cameras, and her first reaction was to take her picture?

"No!" Lynn practically screamed. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

The girl, dressed as Rosa from Pokemon Black and White 2, reeled like she'd been slapped. "I... I just... I thought that was your costume."

"Does it look like my costume?" Lynn stabbed a finger at her bare breasts. "Do you think I like streaking the whole con?! No! I've got a fucking image to maintain, and now that's gone to shit!"

Rosa drooped. "I... I'm sorry."

"You should be sorry!" Lynn gave a shuddering sigh. She was on the verge of tears again, this time from exhaustion. "God... this day fucking sucks so bad. I was supposed to be the very best!"

"...Like no one ever was?" Rosa said timidly.

"Fuck you," Lynn said. "Instead of spouting memes, the least you could do is offer me some clothes. Aren't Pokemon trainers supposed to help people in need or some shit?"

"Hey!" Rosa objected. "Come on, I said I was sorry! And we mostly just catch Pokemon, and... you don't really look like one."

"You can't be serious," Lynn growled. "I am not agreeing to be your fucking pet."

"Fine," Rosa sniffled. She stepped towards the door. "You can just sit here all day for all I care. I'm not giving up part of my costume for a bitch like you!"

"Wait!" Lynn called out. "I..."