"Yeah, that's him! I'm his accountant," said Fenton proudly, puffing out his chest. Even if Scrooge (most likely) had to actually teach him how to DO the job, properly! "Maybe I'll catch Donald the next time he's got leave."

Wait, what?

Fenton's brow furrowed in confusion. "Nnnnnoooo... he's still in the Navy. The boys are living with Scrooge in the mansion, while Donald's off in the Navy. They've been there for a while, now." A blink. "And I haven't heard of anyone by the name of Daisy."

Okay, this was weird.