Scrooge held off on responding right away, instead reaching into his pocket and opening up his cellphone.
"You're three days past when I expected you. Meaning either you've been thinking things over since I rejected your quaint little town's proposal or it took you longer than I expected to work up the nerve to get up here." He snapped the flip phone closed. (The real reason he didn't upgrade: There was something so satisfying about that snap. Like closing a pocket watch back in the old days.) "Time is money, Mr. Mayor. I'll give you five minutes to convince me that conversing with you won't waste either."
He'd slipped so effortlessly into his role as the richest duck in the world, imperiously looking down on the mayor of the rotten little town at the foot of the mountain despite the mayor being taller. Given how easily he'd organized and commanded his employees, it probably wasn't too hard to imagine him commanding armies.
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"You're three days past when I expected you. Meaning either you've been thinking things over since I rejected your quaint little town's proposal or it took you longer than I expected to work up the nerve to get up here." He snapped the flip phone closed. (The real reason he didn't upgrade: There was something so satisfying about that snap. Like closing a pocket watch back in the old days.) "Time is money, Mr. Mayor. I'll give you five minutes to convince me that conversing with you won't waste either."
He'd slipped so effortlessly into his role as the richest duck in the world, imperiously looking down on the mayor of the rotten little town at the foot of the mountain despite the mayor being taller. Given how easily he'd organized and commanded his employees, it probably wasn't too hard to imagine him commanding armies.