"Wow! A machine under the ring using a Crystal Star? These are the blueprints! I can't make much sense of this paper, but I think the Crystal Star powers it! If this document's correct, then the machine can... gulp... suck the power out of people! Oh, man... You think King K and Bandy Andy got, you know... drained?"

"Hey, see that? I bet that's the document Grubba hid. Let's check it out."

"OK... Looks like he's gone. He said something about his desk drawer, right?"

"Hey... That's Mr. Grubba! Could he really have made those fighters disappear?"

"Ummm... Is this the air duct? Where does it lead to?"

"So it WAS you! You're the guy who's been sending us Crystal Star hate mail!"

"What do you mean by that? Are you... Are you saying it was you who got us locked up by that security guard?"

"Well, Mario, here's our chance. We're fighting this monster. I'll be right behind you!"

"Phew! We made it... barely. Listen to all of those cheers! Your fans are out in force! Come on, let's get in there and beat this guy!"

"Whoa. Is that what plumbers do? I had no idea, man. Wow. Anyway, let's go!"

"No good! This one's locked too! I'm freaking out!"

"Nope! Still locked!"

"Ummm... I'm pretty sure that we forfeit if we don't show up at the match, Mario. We have to figure out a way to get out of here! And quick!"

"Ohhh... crud. Bad news, Mario. This door's been locked. We're trapped in here!"

"Look, no two ways about it, we're gonna miss this match. We better find somebody."

"Umm... Why are we in a minor-league locker room? And where is everybody? He said to wait here, but... I don't know, Mario. We're gonna miss our big fight!"

"Hey, listen, wait up! Where are you taking us?"

"Ummm... Mr. Security Guy? Isn't the ring this way?"

"Hey! Mario! You see that? Wasn't that... Ms. Jolene? My brain is starting to hurt trying to figure all this out. What is going ON?!?"

"Andy! We're gonna get through this! Why shouldn't we go near the ring?"

"H-How could this happen?!? Bandy Andy! And King K!"

"Oh, OK. It's that X guy again. His messages still freak me out, but this is our only clue. The Great Gonzales posters in the lobby, huh? We have to peel them off? Well, let's give it a shot."

"Hey, another mail, Mario! Who is it this time?"

"Umm... You know what, Mario? That cake was poisoned! We almost ate that thing, too. If we had... Gee, if we had, we'd be in big trouble!"

"Ummm... Say, Mario, you notice this guy over here?"

"Wow, that was TOO close. So, Mario, you heard that part about the Crystal Star, right? Ms. Jolene acted pretty weird, I thought. Kind of suspicious... We can look into it later, I guess. For now, we better clear out before they find us."

"Mario! Did you get all that? Fighters are going missing! Talk about scary! I figured King K took an early retirement and headed home..."

"Ummm... "The staircase switch"? There's supposed to be a staircase in here somewhere?"

"Boy, Ms. Mowz sure is cute. Too bad I sound like such a dork whenever I talk to her. Hey, but enough of that... What was that last thing she said, about people upstairs?"

"Oh... Mario, you lucky dog..."

"Oh, sure, right, of course! I didn't mean to doubt you, Ms. Mowz..."

"Oh! Ms. Mowz! Hi there! Are you stealing something again? How exciting for you! Hey, by the way, a security guard heard you in here. Were you making noise?"

"Umm... Was that King Bowser? What was he doing here? That... kinda freaks me out."

"All right! Cake time!"

"Hey, that looks pretty good! You could probably get a quick energy boost from it..."

"Oh... Well, there she goes... Taking that document we worked so hard to get... Well... I guess we know that the Crystal Star is in the arena, at least."

"Wow, Mario! That's a research document on the Crystal Stars! Unbelievable! Someone commissioned a report on the Crystal Stars! A report with pictures! Ummm... Maybe I'm being paranoid, but it seems odd that someone would lose this."

""The blockade in the minor-league locker room," eh? What might be behind it?"

"Wow, Mario! E-mails are coming fast and furious now!"

"Gee whiz! That X guy again? He wants us to go to the "watering hole"? Who in the world is this guy?"

"Ummm... Mario? Wasn't that your e-mail alert just now? Shouldn't you check it?"

"Ummm... WHAT?!? You hatched out of that egg? That's nuts. So you're a Yoshi, huh?"

"Umm... Hey, uh, Mario? Did you notice that the little bouncy egg isn't here? Where do you think it went?"

"That's great, Mario. You're in with us, little buddy! Stay out of the way, OK?"

"Huh? What's with you now? You want to follow us or something? Ummm... I think he definitely wants to stick with us. What should we do, Mario?"

"Well, cool. Looks like you're free and clear, little guy. 'Bye!"

"Yeah, we can't ignore it... Good call, Mario. Let's set this little guy free. Ummm... Provided that's OK with you, too, sir."

"...Hm? Is it just me, or do you think that egg... What? You want our help, egg? Umm... Your call, Mario. What do you want to do?"