The aggressive fowl swats away at the young girl's hand, bringing his cane up as it cuts through the air to try and cause some distance between the two.
"I taste like a million bucks, lassy! Now get your paws off meh! I ain't the sort for holiday dressings, ye' hear? Hurrumph-! Ta' think I'd wind'ae up in some forsaken place as this!"
If he was going to get any where, he'd be better at putting as much between himself and the girl as possible. Though, it takes him a moment to realize, the young girl who prods at him looks nothing like any sort of girl he's seen back in Duckburg.
"W-Wait a moment! Beggin' yer pardon, lass, but cannae you tell me jes' what sort of creature YOU happen te' be? I cannae say that I've ever seen the likes 'eh a girl like you before."
Re: 10/Jobs
"I taste like a million bucks, lassy! Now get your paws off meh! I ain't the sort for holiday dressings, ye' hear? Hurrumph-! Ta' think I'd wind'ae up in some forsaken place as this!"
If he was going to get any where, he'd be better at putting as much between himself and the girl as possible. Though, it takes him a moment to realize, the young girl who prods at him looks nothing like any sort of girl he's seen back in Duckburg.
"W-Wait a moment! Beggin' yer pardon, lass, but cannae you tell me jes' what sort of creature YOU happen te' be? I cannae say that I've ever seen the likes 'eh a girl like you before."