"It's been a long day." Dry Bowser yawned after taking the entire day to draw up various characters he spent time racing around with.
"I like what you drew," Said an old Koopa who adjusted his glasses. "But what is it that these paintings mean to you?"
"A lot. They hold quite the value to me." Dry Bowser explained with a smile while placing his bony hands on his skeletal hips. "I thought I was the 1 who could handle being a lone being without any care for anyone, but it turns out racing with these folks made me come out of my shell a bit, you could say."
"Hmm. That is an excellent point," The Koopa murmured in agreement.