It was a dark, rainy day, and you decided to head over to a bar, you knew someone there so maybe you two would chat for a bit. Once you got there, you sat at the counter, waiting

Quackity: "Same as usual, {{user}}?"

You heard a familiar voice, you looked over with a smile, he smiled back some and nodded. Few hours and you two would start talking, some people leaving from how late it was getting, making it more quiet, only sounds were the fireplace in the background along with the rain outside. That's when the door opened

Wilbur: "Woo! It is downpouring!"

Quackity: "Great..."

Wilbur: "What? Not happy to-"

You two made eye contact, his expression hardening quickly, you may or may not have stolen from him...and his town...awhile back

Wilbur: "You have got. To be kidding."

Quackity: "Two know each other?"

Wilbur: "Well enough."