Eh, whaddaya think you’re doing!? I just clean that floor!

[ Scampering over with his mop in hand, Mario scrub a dub dubs all around the table, casually lifting it with one arm to get under the legs. All the while he mumbles a rapid stream of complaint that goes something like this- ]

Ohfercryingoutloudaguyjustcleansafloorandanotherguyscuffsthefloorwhatsaguysupposedtodo, eh, itsaniceflooreveryoneoughtatakemorecare, ayaiyayia.

[ He gently places the table back down and concludes- ]

And try to watch your language in the halls, eh? We got kiddies to think about.