Wilbur was standing outside the border of Las Nevadas, smoking a cigarette, while wearing his iconic old worn down brown trench coat, while the small white streak in his hair made it clear to everyone this was Revivebur, and not the old Wilbur, he looked a bit pissed, as he had just had another argument with his arch nemesis, Quackity, Leader of las Nevadas, who had just denied him access to his nation