Banjo and Kazooie were walking around the fiery side of the Hailfire Peaks, dodging the fiery streams going around them for they were heading towards the coliseum.
"So what are we going to do when we get into the stadium?" Kazooie spoke while flapping some unneeded extra red feathers out of her wings.
Banjo rubbed his chin while pulling up his yellow shorts upon feeling his blue backpack wearing him down. "I don't know; maybe watch the game that's going on?"
"Sounds boring. Why can't we take in the matches like we used to?"
"Because we would need to transform and I don't think we could get any shamans to turn us into those rock things..."