The doll looked down at his fluffy companion, who seemed to have no trouble keeping up with the group despite his short legs. "Yes?"
"Are you a boy or a girl?"
"What kind of question is that?" Bowser reached out and rapped his knuckles on Mallow's head. "Of course he's a guy."
"Actually..." Geno glanced between the two curiously. "I suppose I'm neither. Because of how we are born, stars don't have any real need for genders."
"Oh..." Mallow frowned. Geno tilted his head slightly.
"Is something wrong?"
Mallow waved his arms for emphasis as he spoke. "Now I don't know if I should say 'he' or 'she' when I'm talking about you!"
"We have-a called him 'him' all this-a time..."
"But what if he-- or she-- would rather be a girl?" Peach moved closer to Geno to study him (or her), and gently pulled on the edges of his cape. "If you close this, it does almost look like a dress."
"You gonna put lipstick on him too?" Bowser snorted with laughter. "Let him keep being a guy. After all, men have power! Gwahaha!"
"Not powerful enough to keep your castle," the Princess giggled. Bowser's laughter was cut short.
"That's--! Hey! Point is, girls are sissies! You couldn't fight your way out of a paper bag!"
Bowser winced as Peach's frying pan slammed against his shell. Mario grinned over his shoulder at the Koopa. "You-a forget about the wrath of a woman."
"Anyway," Geno cleared his throat for effect, "Gaz did say this doll is male. Let's stick with that."
"I win," Bowser gloated, and hurried out of Peach's reach.