Coffee

Dry Bowser was enjoying himself a nice cup of coffee at The Roost, with Brewster wondering what would bring a reptilian skeleton to come drinking at his little place.
"You know, I must ask you something." Brewster started while polishing an empty cup. "What would bring you to drink if you don't need it to survive?"
Dry Bowser took a pause upon holding his cup of coffee, being in the process of drinking it. "I wouldn't have any clue."
Brewster tilted his head. "Not even a chance for-"
"I'm afraid not. Just nothing to poke about." Dry Bowser spoke while brushing back his red hair.