Brewster was pouring some coffee as Mr. Resetti stormed in, looking pissed off. Brewster adjusted his glasses as he murmured, wondering what was wrong with the mole.
"Grrr! I'm so angry!" Resetti grumbled as he slammed his right fist on the brown counter, shaking his head as he turned to Brewster. "Those damn kids just keep racing around our villages like nothing, and they reduce me to be a generic mole popping out of the ground! I hate that damn kart organization that's been populating our worlds!"
Brewster simply calmly sipped his cup of coffee as he shook his head, facing Resetti. "Well, have you ever thought about moving away for a while? Go on vacation?"
"I have, and it always ends up with some punk trying to reset!" Resetti snapped as he was on the verge of snapping himself, clenching his fists. "It's enough to make me-"
"Calm down, Sonny." Tom Nook stated as he walked into the Roost, patting Mr. Resetti on the back. "You're letting your rage blind you again. Just take everything slow and breathe."
"...slow..." Resetti mumbled as Tom Nook sat down, facing Brewster.
"I'll have the usual." Tom Nook confirmed as he adjusted his red bow tie. "It does feel great to know that the Animal Crossing villages all around the world are going to get a huge boom in tourists thanks to the Mario Kart Organization."
Brewster chuckled as he poured Tom Nook some coffee, watching Tom Nook place a bag of bells on the counter. "Well, Seaside Hill is already a huge tourist trap. I just wonder if I have to expand my shop."
Both Brewster and Tom Nook chuckled while Resetti was pinching his temple above his pointy nose, tyring his best to feel better despite still being soured about the whole racing shenanigans that would soon befall all of them.