Waluigi was doing several stretches on the sandy shore of Seaside Hill, watching as the badniks came and left with the tacos they paid off, with Meloetta watching from behind the wooden taco stand.
"Gosh, Mr. Waluigi. Don't you ever get bored?" Meloetta stated as she rubbed her green melody hair using her paddle shaped hands.
Waluigi scoffed as he bent his knees, glancing at Meloetta. "Why would I be bored of having a taco stand when I have enough money to last me til death?"
Meloetta shrugged as she placed both of her paddle shaped hands around the back of her head. "Well, mainly because there's not much to making and selling tacos..."
Waluigi ignored her as he extended his arms, spinning around as he bumped into his taco stand, causing it to collapse on Meloetta, crushing her. The badniks eating nearby gasped as Waluigi slapped his right hand on his forehead.
"Donald Trump? What are you doing here?" Waluigi asked as he was surprised to see Donald J. Trump Sr. right at his taco stand just outside his stadium.
"You make the best tacos, I've heard. The very best." Donald J. Trump explained as he was moving his hands about in a certain particular way. "And I would like to have 1 to see if it matches my high expectations."
"Well have a beefy one, since I know that's the kind you would like." Waluigi said as he handed Donald a taco, watching Trump eat the taco as he had his eyes lit up.
"This is good. You should do more tacos like this." Donald stated as he continued eating the beefy taco, giving the stand some money.
Waluigi celebrated as he was happy that Trump liked his tacos so much, with it being a much needed morality boost.