"You know that waiting for the mail to arrive isn't going to make you feel better." CIA agent Bill Wilson pointed out while doing his cowboy pose in front of a parked plane.
Waluigi grumbled while he was beating up the mailbox with his tennis racket. "Pah; what do you know?"
"...I'm just saying to save your energy for a big guy." CIA responded in a strange calm manner while he looked ahead for anything of interest.
A mail truck came by but instead of giving it the benefit of the doubt Waluigi just attacked it, with CIA man sighing for he knew the purple dastardly foe had no patience.
