"Conker are you okay?" Banjo asked.
"Do I look OK to you?" Conker snapped while having another drink at Falco's Tavern. "I'm here down on my luck, how could the situation go up for me?"
"He sure doesn't seem like he's fine at all." Falco Lombardi spoke up while crafting some more beer. "He keeps drinking."
Kazooie simply waved her red wing. "Eh if you were in his position you would understand."
"Pah, no 1 gets me at all! Not even my closest friends!" Conker snapped as he threw up his arms in defeat and proceeded to leave.
Banjo and Kazooie eyed each other as they turned to Falco, who nodded his head, with the bear and bird chasing after their rare squirrel buddy as ultimately they didn't want to see him down on his luck.
"Conker, hold on, we can talk this over!"
"Yeah, you could show how dominant you are above the others, or willingly get pushed around like a sandbag!"
"If you're trying to make me feel better, then you're doing a bad job."
"Guess that didn't make him feel better." Banjo and Kazooie said in unison to each other as they followed the drunken mammal out of the mansion.