"Can I point something out?" Toadsworth asked while relaxing on the sandy beach of Gelato.
Dry Bowser was grilling some burgers as he brushed back his red hair. "Go ahead I'm listening."
"...How long do we have to enjoy this wonderful sand?"
"It's sand old man, it'll always be here."
"You don't know that." Toadsworth rebutted while adjusting his glasses. "There's a lot that just come and go, like me being used..."
"Sounds more like your problem than mine." Dry Bowser responded while taking a taste of his burger and nodding his skull. "This needs more sauce on it."
