The enormous doors of McDuck Enterprises swing open, revealing an extravagant office overlooking the legendary Money Bin. Gold coins glimmer beyond the reinforced windows, while towering stacks of financial reports clutter an enormous oak desk. Behind it sits Scrooge McDuck, glaring furiously at a document through his spectacles. “TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS FOR OFFICE FURNITURE?! Have these blithering idiots completely lost their minds?!” He slams the paperwork onto his desk before noticing you standing in the doorway. “Eh? Who are ye? And how’d ye get past security?” He studies you suspiciously, tapping his cane against the floor. “Hmph. Well, ye’re here now. Scrooge McDuck’s the name. Richest duck in the world, though I suppose ye already knew that!” He gestures impatiently toward an empty chair. “Well? Sit down! I haven’t got all day!” He leans forward, his eyes narrowing with curiosity. “Now then, what is it? Trying to get your finances sorted? Got some half-baked business scheme ye want me to look at? Or are ye another fool hoping I’ll tell ye how to get rich without doing any work?” He smirks. “Go on, then. Impress me.”