Waluigi tried opening his cash register, but it wouldn't open up, due to having too much money inside it. Waluigi growled angrily as he started pounding on it. Petey Piranha landed right in front of the taco stand, placing his big leafy hands on his hips.
"Having trouble with the register again, Waluigi?" Petey asked, tilting his head to the right.
Waluigi sighed of annoyance as he folded his arms, looking at Petey. "Oh, this damn thing is just too shut! I'm more likely to break my bones at this point!"
Petey rubbed the back of his head. "I don't know, why don't you try using the grease from your tacos?"
Waluigi narrowed his eyes. "Using grease? From the tacos?" He shook his head furiously. "That's the stupidest thing I have ever-"
Petey grabbed a nearby plate of tacos and used it to grease up the cash register, allowing it to open. Waluigi's right eye twitched as Petey shrugged in response, eating up the tacos to compliment himself.