Waluigi sighed of annoyance, placing his hands on his face. "Ugh... not a single customer in sight." He blinked several times as he looked up at the cloudy sky looming over Seaside Hill. "The huge storm must have drone everyone off."
There were two plates full of tacos on each side of Waluigi, cooling off as Waluigi waited for someone to show up. He has been waiting for several hours, with no one seemingly showing up.
Waluigi shrugged as he stretched his lanky arms. "Welp, I guess I better close up shop, since obviously nobody is going to show up..." He said to himself as he closed off the taco stand, tossing all of the tacos unto a black plastic bag and heading westward.
Dry Bowser was collecting some rocks on the wet seashore as he watched Waluigi leave the taco stand, squinting his eyes as he was quite confused as to why the lanky man in purple closed up for the night.
"Wonder what's making him so down and out," Dry Bowser questioned as he shrugged, deciding to just leave it as he did not want to get involved.
Waluigi had no idea why Space Ghost would bother to bring Barbie to a taco stand if the latter was going to stink up the place with pungent poots, with the farting Barbie girl being surprised at how the tacos seemed to go right through her as it was quite a night at the .
Waluigi shook his head as he was placing different spices on a variety of tacos. "How long as you gonna keep-"
"Stinking up? I don't know, my body likes to act on its own!" Barbie admitted while fanning her sloppy farts away as she blushed. "I didn't think I could have this much gas in me!"
Space Ghost was slowly munching through his taco as he gulped down. "Well perhaps you could learn to control it."
"Why would I wanna do that?" Barbie teased as she didn't seem to mind her smelly steamers. "It's always better to let something out than keep it in."
"Where have I heard that before." Waluigi sarcastically remarked as he rolled his eyes, continuing to make a new batch of tacos as he just wanted to get his divine meal finished.