Yes! (Confidence +1)

What harm could come from speaking with the man?

Walking over and waving, I introduced myself as Lyra and looked around. The house was well-maintained and the garden was quite beautiful with lots of different berries and herbs. The man obviously took care of his lot, though I was curious how he kept wild Pokémon away from his home.

"Well howdy!" the older man called out, taking off his gloves as he approached. "I don't see too many lady trainers this way."

"I'm on my way to Violet City." I explained, smiling. The man was definitely up in years, as evidenced by the wrinkles on his face and grey, patchy hair. "I love your garden!"

"Thank you!" he smiled, looking at his work. "I've been working at it for quite a while!" His eyes traced my body for just a second, but I could tell he was interested. It seemed pervy thoughts were always present in men. "My name is Mr. Pokémon!"

The name made me perk up, as I had heard of him from older students and other travelers. Mr. Pokémon wasn't a professor by any means, but he was well-known for his interest in Pokémon breeding and the eggs they could make. His eccentricity was also very well-known, with many calling him 'odd.'

"It's so good to meet you!" I squeaked, a full grin on my face. That grin somewhat faded as I noticed him staring at my ample chest.

"Would you like to come in and sit down for a bit?" the elder said, gesturing towards his house. I had been traveling for quite a while, so a rest wasn't a bad idea by any means.

"Sure!"