Gaston’s Key

Goldie told me she was thinking about moving out of town tonight, and I immediately asked her to stay. Fortunately, she changed her mind on my first attempt.

Goldie: I'm glad you stopped me. When I think I was about to leave without saying a word to my friends!

Tom was enjoying some rich coffee at the Roost, and he said he could taste it all the way down to his toes. Oh, and he called me “brother.” 😛

Tom: And, brother, I can taste this down to my toes, me-YOWZA!

K.K. Slider then performed The K. Funk; that’s the same song he played two weeks ago!

K.K.: All right, get ready to dig the riffs on this ditty: The K. Funk.

Gaston told me that he locked himself out of his house and lost the key. I didn’t want to bother fishing out his key, because that can be a tedious task. But when I happened to see a small fish shadow in the river, I decided to see if that was the key. Surprisingly enough, it was!

I caught a key! ...Whose key is this?

If it always only took one attempt (or even 3-4 attempts, like Gullivarrr’s phone in New Horizons), I wouldn’t mind this favor so much. Too bad it’s not always that easy. I took the key back to Gaston, and he thanked me by giving me 600 bells.

Gaston: Aha! That's my key all right, mon chou!