Leave the lab.

Thanking Professor Oak again, you leave, intending to depart on your journey.

As you head north, you find Blue, leaning against the back wall of his grandfather's Pokémon lab.

"There you are. I don't even wanna know what you did for my gramps to give you a Pokémon." Blue scoffs.

"It's nothing like that." You roll your eyes. "Professor Oak saw me trying to walk into the tall grass and gave me a Pokémon for protection." You explain.

"It figures that a Trainer as hopeless as you wouldn't know the first thing about surviving outdoors." Blue observes.

"Keep talking, Blue, we'll see what happens next time we go toe to toe." You threaten.

"I'd offer you a rematch, but I don't think that vegetable of yours has recovered yet." He snickered.

"And speaking of our battle, as far as I'm concerned, you still owe me." Blue mentions.

"What, you think I have a wad of prize money just laying around?" You retort.

"Who said anything about money? Why don't you get on your knees and suck my cock?" Blue propositions. "Since you're a lousy Trainer, you may as well put that cute mouth to use."