Haley and I, who, with a little bribery and luck, had snuck in through the vents to spy on the older people and see just exactly what an "Adult's Night" looked like.

Didn't seem TOO horribly weird, not at first anyway. There was Flint *Hiss!* sitting with Misty and Gary's parents talking about Pokémon... Katsuhito was drinking tea and chatting with Shinji's father... Nobuyuki was hitting on every woman he got within ten feet of... James' parents sat in the corner sipping champaigne while their butler busily fanned away all the cigarette smoke... Professor Oak was sharing gossip with all his professor buddies (including *gasp* the Evil Poison Ivy!)... and then there was...

"Delia, c'mon, just look at me for once!" Giovanni pleaded. The owner should have known not to get those two in the same room; it always led up to trouble. "I'm telling you, we can still work this out!"
"I melted my wedding ring down and gave it to the Salvation Army," Delia snapped back. "It's over, Gio, get a clue!"
"But sugar," he argued, "I know my business keeps me busy, but I can make time for you, I promise!"
"Give it up, you useless workaholic, and sign the freaking divorce papers I gave you NINE YEARS AGO!"
"Baby..."

"Besides," Delia growled, walking over to the Professor table. "I have someone else, now." She took Oak's hand and everyone gasped (oh please, it's not that big of a shock!).
Giovanni face-vaulted and shouted- and I quote: "NAHARR!?"

"Oh, yes, she's quite right," Sam said, putting down his beer. "Delia and I have been in love for quite some time now."
"But he's so... old," Prof. Elm said with a shudder. "And senile and impu-"
"Yes, maybe so, but... BUT I LOVE HIM!"

Delia grabbed his hand and dragged him up to the karaoke machine. Sam looked a little skeptical but went along with it anyway. The machine began to play and old-timey Sonny and Cher song.
I shot Haley a look. "Get the camera. We're gonna wanna remember this."