Dark Koopa: Oh great, another SMRPG weirdo.

Thumbs: You and your title reading.

(No crate falls.)

Dark Koopa: Aww...

Punchinello: Interview me, now!

Dark Koopa: Hold on a minute, hot-head.

Punchinello: I'm not a hot-head!

Dark Koopa: Yes you are.

Punchinello: Am not... *grumble*

Dark Koopa: What was I talking about again?

Punchinello: INTERVIEW ME!

Dark Koopa; Shut up! Anyway, oh yes, why didn't a crate fall?

Thumbs: Because I didn't break the fourth wall.

Dark Koopa: No, but I did.

(Dark Koopa is hit with a crate.)

Dark Koopa: ... I'm done fighting the system.

(Punchinello can be seen twitching.)

Dark Koopa: Oh, all right, I'll interview you.

Punchinello: Hurry it up!

Dark Koopa: Fine, fine. Why are you so hot-headed?

Punchinello: Why does everyone say I'm hot-headed?!

Dark Koopa: Because you are. Now explain why.

Punchinello: I lack patience, and I despise anything that lacks sense. I'm also easily bothered.

Dark Koopa: I'm not sure if that explains everythin-

Punchinello: It does! Stop bringing it up!

Dark Koopa: But-

Punchinello: STOP IT!

Dark Koopa: Whatever...

Punchinello: Good.

Dark Koopa: Why were you in the Moleville mines?

Punchinello: It was a most excellent place to store my bombs.

Dark Koopa: And why do you like bombs?

Punchinello: Oh, I just love explosions. Such large power in such a small package.

Dark Koopa: Did you kidnap those kids in there?

Punchinello: Nope, they just wandered in there on their own. Stupid kids.

Dark Koopa: I concur. So... How'd you become part of the Smithy Gang?

Punchinello: I'm not, but... See my claws?

Dark Koopa: Yeah...

Punchinello: Know where I got them from?

Dark Koopa: No. Where?

Punchinello: Smithy's Factory. Bam!

Dark Koopa: Right, you aren't part of the Smithy Gang, yet you visited and benefited from Smithy's Factory. And you didn't have claws before?

Punchinello: Oh, I had claws, they just weren't this sharp!

Dark Koopa: And metallic...

Punchinello: Yup!

Dark Koopa: So, why did you start off with little bombs first when you fought Mario? Why not the big bombs first?

Punchinello: I didn't think he was that tough. I went easy on him at first.

Thumbs: Like all cliched bosses...

Punchinello: Silence!

Dark Koopa: I assume you stored that huge bomb in the ceiling.

Punchinello: Yes...

Dark Koopa: Were you aware you were standing under it?

Punchinello: Of course not! You think I'm stupid or something?!

Dark Koopa: Well, you were beaten by your own attack.

Punchinello: Grr...

Dark Koopa: How did you survive that anyway?

Punchinello: Well, I was blown into another room and knocked unconscious. Then some Moleville townsfolk found me and kicked me out of town. I crawled my way to a hospital.

Dark Koopa: And they accepted... whatever you are?

Punchinello: Well, I had money...

Dark Koopa: Right... Well, you obviously aren't in any other Mario game, so what do you do now?

Punchinello: I work with a construction crew. I GET TO BLOW UP STUFF!

Dark Koopa: Good for you...

Punchinello: YES! URGE TO BLOW SOMETHING UP RISING! I may blow up THIS STUDIO!

Dark Koopa: I'd rather you not.

Punchinello: OH, BUT I WILL!

(Punchinello tosses bombs everywhere.)

Dark Koopa: I sure am glad Lemmy finances this stuff.

(Dark Koopa and Thumbs leave the studio. Audience members, who lack any intelligence, blow up with Punchinello and the studio.)

Thumbs: Silly NPCs...

Pura: Aha! There you are! Now I believe I promised you two would die.

Thumbs: Eighth time for me.

Dark Koopa: How ever did you find me? I mean, my studio... such an unobvious place for me to be... Yeah...

Pura: I saw an explosion. You're always around explosions.

Dark Koopa: Is that breaking the fourth wall?

Thumbs: I don't know.

(Pura is hit with a crate.)

Pura: Ugh... Where am I?

Dark Koopa: A blown up studio.

Pura: Why am I here?

(Punchinello can be seen running around on fire in the background, yelling profanity.)

Dark Koopa: Censorship. That guy's swearing.

Pura: I'm not buying that.

Dark Koopa: Will you buy me a burrito?

Pura: Sure- No.

Thumbs: Why is this conversation still going on? End transmission.

Dark Koopa: Wait, I have another question.

Thumbs: ...

Pura: ...

Punchinello: AHH! I'm on fire!

Dark Koopa: Um, what species are you, exactly?

Punchinello: FIRE!

Dark Koopa: You don't look very firey...

Pura: Doesn't look like any species I've ever seen.

Thumbs: How about Albatoss?

Dark Koopa: That sounds fitting. Sure, let's go with that.

Pura: You know he's not an Albatoss...

Thumbs: I think he is.

Pura: I suppose he's an alien or something.

Dark Koopa: Fine fine, he's an alien. End transmission.

Punchinello: Wait!

Dark Koopa: No. End transmission.