Brewster always wondered why things seem to be quiet within The Roost, even though it was a very popular spot to have some coffee and chat. The regular citizens of Edisaes always came by, but he also had a huge amount of tourists visiting.
"Really, I don't know why that pigeon doesn't seem to change facial expressions." An elephant villager pointed out.
"Eh, who cares? He seems to be just fine with it." A gorilla villager responded while sipping a cup of coffee full of milk.
Whatever it is that people might have said of him, Brewster was patient, and always willing to listen in. He just wanted peace, and that's normally what he got. Of course, several people would come to him.
"Sucks that I had to be chasing all these stubborn brats again and their resetting ways." Mr. Resetti famously wanted as he had his pickaxe with him. "I sometimes hate this job. You know how much of my time seems to be wasted with every instance of this? I get the feeling that it's some deranged maniac being the mastermind behind all this, there's no way this can be a coincidence!"
"Truth be told, I think you just might be paranoid..." Isabelle calmly stated as she tried to keep Mr. Resetti from blowing up. "You just need to breathe..."
"...Everyone needs a break every now and then." Brewster stated, calling in Dry Bowser as a temporary replacement as he left the Roost to go do some fishing.
"Riveting. Makes you really think." Mr. Resetti sarcastically grumbled as he sipped his coffee, hoping that the presence of his good bony friend would make him feel better.