It started with Huey simply looking for more clues about his mother-he had every right to know as much as possible. To his surprise, he came upon a slightly torn and weathered photograph of a beautiful female duck with blonde ringlets, makeup on her face and heavy pearls around her neck. On the back read, "G. O'G." Normally he would go to his brothers and Webby with this new information, but it felt personal. He cleared his throat and went to find the older as he tentatively said, "Scrooge?"
Scrooge nodded at his grandnephew. “Good morning, Huey. How are you, lad?”