As Mokey followed Gobo's gaze, she gave a little laugh to see Scrooge and Louie, the latter suddenly turning almost as red as Gobo had as he dabbed his eyes with an embroidered handerkchief, while trying to appear like he wasn't doing just that. Her laugh quieted into a warm hum of happiness.

"Hello, Louie. Hello, Scrooge." There was nothing to be embarrassed about in her book, as she nuzzled her snout against Gobo's as he'd done to her just seconds ago. They were her and Gobo's friends - they would only be happy for them, of course. "Oh, Gobo, it's alright," she whispered into his ear, before she kissed him.