Waluigi was in the process of making new tacos as Dry Bowser walked by, having a gray tennis racket in his skeletal hands.
"Hey, big reptilian skeletal dude. What's with the gray tennis racket?" Waluigi asked Dry Bowser asked as he moved his right hand around.
Dry Bowser smirked as he turned to Waluigi, pointing at the tall, lanky purple clad man with his tennis racket, which he had in his right hand. "I'm practicing my tennis skills for that upcoming tournament. Those Miis need someone to put them in their place."
"I'm taking a guess that you're star ranked." Waluigi remarked as he munched on one of the finished tacos he had.
"Well of course. Why wouldn't I be?" Dry Bowser scoffed as he folded his skeletal arms together. "Of course, I could have the star ranking off just to go easy on them."
"You? Going easy on newcomers?" Waluigi scoffed as he nearly choked on his taco, laughing his head off as he folded his arm, falling off his chair.
Dry Bowser simply rolled his eyes as he kept on walking, with Waluigi unable to breathe as he was laughing too much at the mere thought of Dry Bowser going easy on anyone.