"How much sugar do you want?" Brewster asked Tom Nook as he was placing away several empty cups, with it being.

"Not too much." Tom Nook stated as he watched the autumn leaves blow by from the wind. "I have to get back to the shop soon. Can't leave all my cousins running wild."

"So... you trust them?"

"My cousins? Of course I do. I think they've grown up enough to know how to handle the stress and business of being a successful owner."

"I see that they take after you quite well."


Brewster was cleaning his counter as Isabelle dashed in, panting as she had her paws on her knees.

"Don't even ask why... I'm so tired..." Isabelle remarked as she glanced up at Brewster. "Just give me the usual, please!"

Brewster shrugged as he proceeded to brew Isabelle some coffee.


Brewster was having some coffee himself on this quiet night as Mr. Resetti stormed in, angry as usual.

"It burns me up. I spent all this time fixing up the village, and those stupid villagers don't give me any thanks?" Mr. Resetti growled as he clenched his fists. "Grr... I'll show those punks."

Brewster simply shrugged. "Perhaps you should try to calm yourself down first..."


Brewster was cleaning around as he noticed some villagers walking by the Roost. He shrugged as he kept cleaning up the counter, with it being the evening, and barely anyone being in Edisaes. He then turned around to see Dry Bowser entering, which made him smile as the skeletal reptile was a good customer.

"How was your day today?" Brewster asked after adjusting his glasses, seeing the bright set of jewels that Dry Bowser had within his skeletal arms.

"Oh, I just got back from another adventure," Dry Bowser said as he glanced at the gems he had within his reach. "I found a handful of these while going through the Bone Dry Dunes. I'm certain I can manage to make a good fortune on them."


Brewster looked at the clock on his wall, as it read midnight. He yawned as he stretched his feathery arms.

"Perhaps now is a good time... to get some rest." Brewster stated, taking one last sip of his coffee as he called it a night.