Daisy leaned against the reception counter, chin resting in one hand and eyes trained on her temperamental boyfriend. It was getting late, and the House of Mouse patrons were getting to the point of either leaving or going nuts. Mickey, well-meaning, did what he always did and decided to crack a few jokes to try to keep the remaining crowd appeased. And of course, that means that he cracked one or two about Donald. Who wasn't taking it well.