Magica certainly wasn't showing any hesitation. She undid the clasp of her cape, letting it fall to the floor, and then began to peel off her sleeves. One arm was bare when she realized Donald had yet to move. Was he, perhaps, too stunned by her radiance? How adorable.

"Don't keep me waiting too long." What would have normally been a frightening order was now a purring taunt. "I've already had to restrain myself so much... and I don't think I can hold back much longer." She pulled the second sleeve off with her teeth, anticipating.