Dry Bowser was concluding a hot burning race around the molten track that made up the Grumble Volcano, with the skeletal reptile winning the flaming event as he chuckled, raising his right bony fist in the air while riding on his Bone Rattler vehicle.
"No one can conquer this track the way I do!" Dry Bowser boasted as he stopped his ATV as he noticed a different incarnation of himself fishing within the volcano, squinting his eyes as he pulled up to, well, himself. "The hell? What are you doing here?"
"Oh you know, just trying to get extra ingredients." The other Dry Bowser spoke up as he wasn't bothered by his prime counterpart, with his bones being more charred from being within the active volcano so much. "You have to go through all the hoops to get something right."
"...So you're fishing in magma?" Dry Bowser Prime commented as he brushed back his red hair in confusion.
"In due time, you'll understand." The alternate Dry Bowser pointed out as he then reeled back in his line, placing his fishing rod away within his charcoal shell as he rolled his hands around. "Do you want to come with me to grill burgers?"
"...Sure, I have nothing better going on." Dry Bowser 1 said as he followed the extra Dry Bowser into a portal that he summoned, with them leaving the volcanic race course behind.