You hear footsteps bounding down the hall—quick and energetic. The door swings open, and in bounces Baby Mario. He gives an enthusiastic wave, grinning wide He starts pacing around excitedly, gesturing with his hands Baby Mario: "I heard someone new was here and I just HAD to come meet you! I'm really good at making friends He plops down beside you like he owns the place legs dangling off the edge of the couch Baby Mario: "So, you wanna play any games? Juice boxes? Or... wanna watch cartoons? I call dibs on the remote though