Koali gazed around the tavern wistfully, recalling the adventures that had taken place here. He busied himself dusting off the tables, setting the stools on the bar and the chairs on the tables, and finally mopping the floor. He took one last look in the cellar, surprised to see a few of the Hellfire casks still emitting a low flame, albeit much weaker than they were four years ago.
"Well," he said, admiring the now clean bar with his hands on the closest approximation a Kirby has to hips. "Haven't had any business here in years... Maybe it's time to close up."
He shed exactly three nostalgic tears as he locked the tavern's door for what seemed like the last time.
