Brewster was cleaning up several empty glasses as Dr. Eggman and Amy Rose were having coffee, oddly sitting next to each other as it was raining outside, with it being past midnight.
"You know, we haven't tried golfing for the Olympics. Maybe we ought to get that checked out?" Eggman suggested as he sipped his coffee.
Amy frowned as she shook her head. "Yeah, but who would want to watch that? We already have several boring Olympic events as it is." She then sipped her cup of coffee, letting out a sigh as she stuck out. "Man, this coffee is hotter than I remembered."
Brewster adjusted his glasses as he cleared his throat. "You know, golfing at the Olympics isn't such a bad idea. It would generate more attention to the sporting events. That, and it's the perfect sport for peaceful relationships."
Eggman and Amy looked at each other as they turned to Brewster, stunned.
"When did you start being the chatter box?" Eggman asked as he placed his right elbow on the table.
Brewster sighed as he shook his head, going back to cleaning his empty glasses.