One could almost see the question mark pop up above Bowser's head when the name "Samus" was mentioned. This was several shades of unexpected on multiple levels.

He lurched up out of his nice hot bath and peered at the little jar where Samus was wearing a pink dress.

Well alright then, Bowser understood why. At least he thought he did. Maybe. Well if that wasn't just the sweetest thing. In a strange, perverse way.

"Lemmy needed a thousand dollars for Christmas presents, I told him he had to work for it if he wanted a thousand dollars. Why they picked you, I couldn't say." Or wouldn't.

He stomped up to Kamek and, looking askance at his children (heaven forbid he talk about undelicate things in front of his children), whispered through gritted fangs, "She's sleeping around with Captain Stick-up-his-butt. For Lemmy's first kidnapping could you have possibly considered someone who isn't dating a big damn hero? I realize I do it all the time but this is Lemmy and Iggy we're talking about. Wendy... Wendy's Wendy. I appreciate the sentiment, I really do but seriously, Kamek?"

He looked back at his adoring children. "Good job, kids. Lemmy, go order your whatever it is you wanted now."