It was perhaps the chandelier lighting up that the whole process finally felt real to the Spells. That Scrooge and his employees weren't going to up and abandon them when things got boring - Magica herself got a little misty-eyed seeing the chandelier light up, and Poe held her close, trying to hide his smile in her hair. While they didn't improve their manners too much with the rest of the workers, Scrooge was almost treated like royalty. It was thanks to him this was happening, after all. Even Ratface was becoming more tolerant of him.

While they still didn't understand why Scrooge insisted on staying behind each time, they were no longer complaining about it. Secretly, they rather wished he'd stay there forever.

"I'd thank you again, but I suspect you're tiring of it at this point." Magica quipped, able to hide feelings under snark.

"Indeed, we would have been satisfied if this was the end result, not the start." Poe said with a light chuckle.