The twins smiled equally at Scrooge for his sincerity, which they used to believe didn't exist... But then those smiles vanished, as they spotted someone coming to the house that wasn't one of Scrooge's employees. No, the nervous looking little weasel walking on the broken stone steps was the mayor of the village.

"He's got some nerve," Magica hissed.

"Pay him no mind, sister dear." Poe said, but it was clear he was just as angry.

The Mayor's eyes darted back and forth between the twins and Scrooge before finally settling on the world's richest duck. "Ah... g-good day to you, Mister McDuck! Surely you remember me... might we have a word... in, uh, private?"