Waddle Dee listened as Tony prattled on about his dialect, an accent, and a... Jeff somebody. Tony seemed pretty happy about talking about him, too. Maybe they were really, really good friends? It was nice to have friends like that! Dee found that admirable already. He was able to warm up to Tony a little.

"Jeff? I don't think I've met him before. He has an... 'accent' like you? You mean that's how you sound? So he sounds like you?" Dee shuffled a little. He was not very good with words, and it showed. He was mainly having trouble conveying what he wanted to say. Languages are weiiiird.

"And, uh... maybe the Headmaster can let you do that. He's really nice. For a giant hand."