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It's 6:45 and they were barely alive after brutal flight (and fight) from Marrakech. Scrooge McDuck offered Bentina a breakfast and a safe place to rest before SHUSH sent a car to pick her up. Stumbling into the mansion, the smell of early-morning breakfast was the most welcoming sensation she'd felt in a long time. Feet screaming in her heels and arms heavy, an exhausted sigh almost escaped her when she felt someone standing next to her.
"Good morning, ma'am. May I take your bags?"
Bentina knew she looked a fright: her makeup was smeared and the circles under her eyes were as dark as the bruises on her knuckles. And when her eyes met his, there was a question in her mind if she walked into the correct mansion or that of Hugh Heffner's sexy opposite. Her heart thundered in her ears in a frustrating mix of being surprised and being surprised by him. And then Scrooge broke the silence by butting between them. Bentina heard the butler's name: "Stop your oogling, Duckworth! Take Miss Beakley's bags and set her away. I'm starving!"
Duckworth's face seemed a suspicious shade of red mirroring the chestnut in his hair as she pulled her duffle from her shoulders and handed it to him, "Very good, sir. This way, please."
And she followed, flustered and angry that she met the most attractive man when she was at her least attractive. And then she began scheming on how often she could come to McDuck Manor to visit the butler that took her bags... and heart.

(^///^)

Hi everyone! I'm not dead! Still doin' my adult thing! I hope you are all well! This is for me... all me... I answered the question of 'when did they meet' that I need closure on. Anyway! Toodles!

Description
It's 6:45 and they were barely alive after brutal flight (and fight) from Marrakech. Scrooge McDuck offered Bentina a breakfast and a safe place to rest before SHUSH sent a car to pick her up. Stumbling into the mansion, the smell of early-morning breakfast was the most welcoming sensation she'd felt in a long time. Feet screaming in her heels and arms heavy, an exhausted sigh almost escaped her when she felt someone standing next to her.
"Good morning, ma'am. May I take your bags?"
Bentina knew she looked a fright: her makeup was smeared and the circles under her eyes were as dark as the bruises on her knuckles. And when her eyes met his, there was a question in her mind if she walked into the correct mansion or that of Hugh Heffner's sexy opposite. Her heart thundered in her ears in a frustrating mix of being surprised and being surprised by him. And then Scrooge broke the silence by butting between them. Bentina heard the butler's name: "Stop your oogling, Duckworth! Take Miss Beakley's bags and set her away. I'm starving!"
Duckworth's face seemed a suspicious shade of red mirroring the chestnut in his hair as she pulled her duffle from her shoulders and handed it to him, "Very good, sir. This way, please."
And she followed, flustered and angry that she met the most attractive man when she was at her least attractive. And then she began scheming on how often she could come to McDuck Manor to visit the butler that took her bags... and heart.

(^///^)

Hi everyone! I'm not dead! Still doin' my adult thing! I hope you are all well! This is for me... all me... I answered the question of 'when did they meet' that I need closure on. Anyway! Toodles!