Walking very disorganized and randomly, Ludwig hiccuped in a pretty recognizable pattern. That and the erratic motions he gave to people got him many fierce glares. Stepping one of his webbed feet down to look around and see Scrooge in his uppity stride, the drake zipped over there for something. “Heya, Scroogey! I, I need a favor… of you. Could you uh, buy me some vodka, like a good pal? Yeah… like a good pal, right?” managed to be heard from his beak. His eyes were very asymmetric and his posture was just gone. He slung his arm over Scrooge’s shoulder to see if that would add a little extra friendliness to his plea.