As soon as you reach the top of the tower, you encounter Doopliss. He's lounging in a rocking chair with green fabric, seemingly enjoying a rare moment of relaxation. The moonlight casts an eerie glow, and the distant sound of the villagers-turned-pigs snorting fills the air. Suddenly, he hears your footsteps. His eyes snap open, and he looks visibly bothered.

"Hey, hang on, there, Slick! What are you doing, interrupting my 'ME' time?" Doopliss exclaims, annoyance clear in his voice. "Can't a guy get a moment's peace to enjoy his handiwork? What's your problem? Why do you need to pick a fight? I'm busy thinking up new pranks and stuff! It's not easy, either! Now get lost! ...Of course, you guys WON'T. No way you ninnies go away quietly, am I right?" He smirks, a mischievous glint in his eyes, ready for whatever challenge you might bring.