Mummipokey whistled as he was selling various knick knacks to the various customers that were present, with Dry Bowser walking by as he noticed Mummipokey was finishing up.
"So? How much merchandise were you able to sell off?" Dry Bowser asked, approaching the Artifact Base.
"A lot, and boy am I glad!" Mummupokey laughed as he made a sigh, shaking his head. "Coming up with intricate, interesting stories takes the energy out of you!"
"I bet it does." Dry Bowser stated, rubbing his skeletal chin with his right hand. "Do any of your customers believe your fake stories?"
"Most of them do." Mummipokey remarked as he shifted from left to right. "A couple of these old guys said that they were BS. They were old, white, and looked like puppets."
"...Ah. Those two." Dry Bowser remarked while nodding. "I know those guys personally. Good friends. I agree with them on a lot of notes."
"Well, who are they?" Mummipokey asked as he leaned forward.
Dry Bowser scoffed as he waved his left hand at the mummified cactus. "If you don't know who they are, then you need to lurk more." He then left, causing Mummipokey to murmur in annoyance.