Poe was starting to look positively frightened. Things weren't supposed to go his way! He was supposed to be in control, in power! He sputtered for a response. "You... I... that's..."
Magica, for her part, was enjoying Scrooge ripping her brother apart. Woof.
"What I drink... What I do is none of your affair, McDuck! You'd best stay out of it, if you know what's good for you!" But it was the empty threat of a coward, given how he was clearly inching back to the taxi.
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Magica, for her part, was enjoying Scrooge ripping her brother apart. Woof.
"What I drink... What I do is none of your affair, McDuck! You'd best stay out of it, if you know what's good for you!" But it was the empty threat of a coward, given how he was clearly inching back to the taxi.