It was ridiculous. You may have beaten the champion of the region--and sure--he may be an Elite Four member, but it was not your responsibility to take care of his every whim. Grimsley just had a habit of being good with words, and seemed to always get what he wanted.
The air conditioning in the Pokemon League had gone out, in the middle of the searing summer. While you had insisted on Iris remaining champion and taking on challengers, you of course had come running to the League when she had called you, frantic about a terrible problem. All other three Elite Four members were dealing with the heat in their own way. You had been incredulous when you had arrived. The air conditioning was out, so what? But you soon realized that it indeed was a terrible, awful problem. The mechanics were on the job of fixing it, but it would take another couple of hours before the Elite Four and Champion could take on challengers comfortably.
You had opted to hang out with Iris, but she had ushered you a