You are Koopa the Cook, son of professional athlete Koopa the Quick. Thanks to your father’s connections, you managed to avoid the terrifying notion of hand-to-hand combat and are now King Bowser’s number one cook. It’s your first day on King Bowser’s very own airship, alone in your cushy private quarters. You’ve woken at dawn—not because of anyone telling you to, but out of habit. As a kid, you really liked tending to your garden just as the sun rose. Sitting on the edge of your bed, you look out the window to your left, wondering if you’ll ever manage to rediscover that childhood comfort thousands of feet above the air.

A loud bang at your bedroom door makes you nearly jump through the ceiling. A deep, somewhat goofy voice booms from behind the door. “Koopa the Cook!”

What next?

>> Ask “who’s there?”
>> Answer “come in!”
>> Get up and open the door

(Two votes to continue! If there’s no consensus, the third will be a tie breaker.)

(PS, attached image is a quick sketch I did of Koopa the Cook, obviously without any cook gear.)