
βWell, little goslings, you see, as I was recounting to them stories from the city, I waxed about how its towers must have been constructed from ancient ave-gods because they are adorned by modillions that look like billsβjust like ours.β honked Howard. βYour [eventual] mom was the one who was βlisteningβ just enough to hear that I adored her, had millions, and could last for hours.β ; D