Waluigi was making another fresh batch of tacos, with Space Ghost paying a special visit. Waluigi returned to the counter, holding the plate of tacos.
"So, tell me, Waluigi," Space Ghost asked as he tapped his blue card on the counter, "What do you do besides selling tacos?"
Waluigi placed the tacos on the right side, grabbing one and munching on it. "Well, I'm extremely good at sports and parties, and I know how to beat the crap out of anyone..." He gulped. "But other than that, I'm not used much. Nintendo is just too greedy and obsessed with that fat, red bastard."
Space Ghost murmured as he folded his arms. "Hmm. You sound better off than me. I was a super hero with a great talk show and a mediocre variety show, but here I am, jobless, and with no one willing to let me save them..." He sighed, grabbing a taco and munching on it. "I get depressed thinking about it."
Waluigi nodded his head as he patted Space Ghost on the shoulder. "Oh believe me, I have been there Tad... it's a harsh reality we live in..."