"James, this isn't fair. They won't recognize you, your hair is different. Anybody can see and recognize my hair for miles." Jesse complained about them noticing her for a while, until James had an idea. "Hey Jesse, I have an idea. Follow me." Jesse followed James into the Poke Mart. James scanned the aisles for a while and finally found what he was looking for. "Here it is," he exclaimed. He held up a bottle of black hair dye.
"I am not dying my hair! Especially not black." James shrugged. "I can't tell which is blacker," said Meowth. "The hair dye or her soul." Jesse glared at Meowth. "Shut up Meowth! I didn't ask you!" "I'm here to give my opinions, regardless if people asked for them or not." She gritted her teeth, then returned talking to James. "I'll find a different way, James. And by the way, since when did the Poke Mart start selling hair dye?" "I honestly don't know."
Jesse led James to a nearby river. There was luckily nobody else there. "See James, I can just get water in my hair, and make it go down, then people won't be able to tell." She started pouring water from her cupped hands onto her hair and smoothing it down. In just minutes Jesse transformed her hair. James stared longingly at her hair. He thought she looked a lot better with her hair down like this. He had actually never seen her hair like this before. "Does it look okay, James?" After a moment of staring, he assured her it looked fine.
"Okay then, the hair is taken care of. Now what do we do? And what would we do first? Get away from the government guys or find the twerps and Pikachu?" James answered right away. "Get away from the government guys. We should make sure our job isn't at risk before we perform it." "That were very wise words, James," said Meowth. "Those rarely ever come out of your mouth." James was obviously annoyed with Meowth. "I did not ask for your opinion on my stupidity, Meowth!" Jesse and Meowth had a smug look on their faces. They waited for James to realize he had just called himself stupid.
