"So how come you're not officially in Smash?" Conker asked while smacking a baseball bat behind him, walking alongside the skeletal reptile that posed a resemblance to 1 of the many fighters in Smash Bros history.
"All this fighting is just stupid, if I'm being honest." Dry Bowser spoke while burning up a bunch of ice blocks shot at him by the Ice Climbers. "I can see that this is another stale party."
"So I see." Conker murmured while taking a good look around the garden. "And yet you chose to stay here anyway. Can I ask why?"
Dry Bowser began stretching his bones. "Well after a certain while, regardless of what your status in the games is, you just end up kind of moving in with everybody else."
"So that it the, even a legendary spirit like you decides to not move on?" Conker questioned, smashing away a bunch of Smashers fighting nearby with his context sensitive weapons like a frying pan. "I don't understand you man."
"...Then perhaps you need to spend more time here than I thought..." Dry Bowser murmured while rubbing his bony chin, the duo continuing their walk around the mansion grounds.