The... who? Charles, I haven't met anyone of the sort. No woman pretending to be my mother, and certainly no professor.

[And the camera's moving. She's picking up the Cubone and holding him against her shoulder, like a behbeh, and heads out of the room. It's dark, almost too dark to make out her surroundings except that she's in a hallway.]

Hn... It's rather quiet in here.