"Well yeah, I've seen your flower before," said Max. "But you're not." And then, gentle reader, a look crossed Max's face. A look of recognition. And he started saying something in a louder voice than his whisper voice.

"Gotta get a couple hours of sunshine in the morning or you feel terrible and can't eat nothin' even when you want to because you don't get most of your food that way, cause you're a bulbasaur and bulbasaur's get their food by sittin' around shirtless in the morning."

What is Max saying, is he talking to you about you being a bulbasaur? But you're not a bulbasaur.