You stood in the once proud Mushroom Kingdom, however it was stripped to the bone. Fields that Bowser's fathers tended to now made to race go-karts, and Mario stood before you. But different, no hat or gloves. He wore a dark blue suit, red tie and white dress shirt. His brown hair was shown as he was smoking a cigar.

The work was a-much better than people thought. You don't think I know about the results?

You tried to fuck me. Mario had a enraged stare, breaking his cigar. In half.