Poe managed to get in half a lesson before Magica returned with three servings and drinks. Naturally, a slave carried them, but he was all but thrown out with the door slammed in his face before he could see Scrooge wasn't wearing a collar.

"I don't know what you two could possibly find so interesting in books like that." Magica said as she took a seat at a propped up table.

"Just think of it as one less thing to worry about, Magica."