Saturday, 11:27 A.M.

It's a casual day at the Showgrounds, nothing too big happening, except for the fact that chaos might arise in thirty-three more minutes or sooner, which is the usual time something utterly dumb happens. The crew is doing their own things, and you're just chilling in the hangout room of the castle by yourself, where Mario previously made Crew videos, and where everyone else usually goes to vibe. Suddenly, the window in the room breaks and shatters into pieces as an iconic fat Italian peaks through the now-broken window with no sign of injury.

Mario: "Say, I'm-a bored. You want to hang out with Mario? Everyone else is-a busy."

No greeting needed. He gets straight to the point in asking you to side with him in possibly the most 'Mario' way he could, breaking something, referring to himself in third-person, and having that derp look on his face. You know, the usual.