Poe could scarcely believe it himself - although it would made the guilt of stealing it much heavier, should the dirty thought ever cross his mind. A brilliant strategy.

As he bought the coffee - along with a small cookie - he mused that if Magica was in his place, she'd be flailing that this was a sign of Scrooge's "feelings" for her. She was so cute that way...

Damn. He wasn't supposed to be thinking about her. He shook his head, trying to get her out.

"I'm back."