The twins looked at each other, blinking slowly, before looking back at Scrooge. They appeared to be equally matched in confusion. What did any of that matter? Poe probably couldn't pick any of his past lovers out of a line-up.

"Maybe he hit his head before I got him." Magica said out loud, as if Scrooge wasn't there listening to be insulted.

"I told you it was a bad idea, but no, you wanted another pretty treasure." Poe sighed.