[Scrooge glanced around them rather sharply, then stomped forward and reached out with his cane as he passed Donald, hooking him around the neck without even pausing. A knot of the group made their way for the two ducks, as the crowd in general started to dissipate much as Donald's temper aura had.
Dragging him to one side, he unhooked his cane but kept it well in hand, gesturing with it as he spoke.]
Just what d'you think you're doing?? [He eyed him up and down, and then echoed the glance with movement of his cane.] And what're you wearin'? You look like you walked out of a chintzy small town parade!
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Dragging him to one side, he unhooked his cane but kept it well in hand, gesturing with it as he spoke.]
Just what d'you think you're doing?? [He eyed him up and down, and then echoed the glance with movement of his cane.] And what're you wearin'? You look like you walked out of a chintzy small town parade!