Mario perks up at the sound of his name. Someone he knows? Someone who knows him? The second is more likely, given he doesn't recognize that voice, and... Oh, yeah, sure enough. When Mario turns to look, he doesn't recognize the man either. His human-shaped friends are few and far between, so that just leaves... fans? Someone who knows his reputation???? Hmm.
Mario turns, still on the other side of the railing, and waves. "That's-a me!!"
...it would be kind of rude to have a conversation like this, so Mario hoists himself up on the rail and launches off with gymnastic precision - front tuck flip into a solid landing. He doesn't even, really, consider this showing off.
He already knows he doesnt know the guy, so... "Fancy running into a fan all the way out here!" Mario says. "I didn't think I'd-a see anyone from my world at all!"
Er. He assumes that this dude is from his world, anyway. The outfit seems either formal or outdated, let alone from somewhere Mario hasn't visited in a while, but...
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Mario turns, still on the other side of the railing, and waves. "That's-a me!!"
...it would be kind of rude to have a conversation like this, so Mario hoists himself up on the rail and launches off with gymnastic precision - front tuck flip into a solid landing. He doesn't even, really, consider this showing off.
He already knows he doesnt know the guy, so... "Fancy running into a fan all the way out here!" Mario says. "I didn't think I'd-a see anyone from my world at all!"
Er. He assumes that this dude is from his world, anyway. The outfit seems either formal or outdated, let alone from somewhere Mario hasn't visited in a while, but...