Yep, sugary pink goodness. The pokémon takes a gulp as well, then stifles a small burb. "Saurbulba," it says, a bit sheepishly.

The creature makes short work of its fruit salad and bundles the plate back into the picnic basket, to be returned to Bar later. "Saur, saurbulba?" it asks its young pupil, arranging the terra cotta pots in a neat line.