The imaginary James who lives in my head is trying to decide whether he's more bothered by imaginary Oz fancying his pokemon, or relieved it isn't the other Jeremy. He's also disturbed that Oz's attempts to win the affections of a Magikarp bear an alarming resemblance to how Oz treated him on the Wine Adventure.

Imaginary Jeremy is both offended and jealous, imaginary Oz is attempting the silliest courtship ever, and imaginary Richard has his head under a pillow and is loudly singing in the hopes that this will all go away.