The first thing she's going to hear is a snort, though it's hard to tell if it's offense or amusement, and then a very Scottish voice.

"I'm goin' to assume this is in fact Perdita. Gobo's owner?"

There's an indistinct, but sharp noise of some kind in the background, then the Scottish leaned away a moment. "Well you can enlighten me on the details later, but it'll do for now." He cleared his throat, then turned back to the phone. "I'm Scrooge McDuck. He's fine now, but Gobo was involved in a little trouble earlier, and I thought it best to alert you."