Dave didn't want to admit that he usually kept the bags around in the event that he might have a chance to stuff them full of cans of soda from Margie's shop. No, that wouldn't be cool. He'd let the duck guy handle making him sound cool instead of admitting the disgusting truth. So, he shrugged and managed to look cool about it either way.
He showed McDuck the captcha card, which had been completely blank before, but now had a picture of a gigantic heap of gold coins on the surface of it.
"Sylladex," though admittedly, he was just dumb enough to tell anybody his secrets--that or he didn't mind. Dave was rarely the type to rely on subterfuge. "It's an inventory system."
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He showed McDuck the captcha card, which had been completely blank before, but now had a picture of a gigantic heap of gold coins on the surface of it.
"Sylladex," though admittedly, he was just dumb enough to tell anybody his secrets--that or he didn't mind. Dave was rarely the type to rely on subterfuge. "It's an inventory system."