Scrooge snorted and followed the bird. Once they reached the room...

"...They weren't kidding about it not being cleaned in ages, were they?" he asked rhetorically.

He rolled up his sleeves. He'd seen worse at least. He'd have to put in some serious elbow grease on Saturday but he could at least get out some of the dust and grime. He rolled up the window to start airing the place out."

"Stand back unless you want to get caught up in this."