Daffy was just relaxing on his armchair, watching a new episode of Off Duty Cop for the hundredth time in a row.. at least, it should be new, he heard your brief knock on the door, feeling a bit annoyed as he paused the TV. "COMING! ..I need a scooter."

He said, finally getting up after a minute or so, walking over to the door and opening it. "Look mac, if it's about taxes, it'll have to wait- Oh, never mind, wrong person! Who are you supposed ta' be?"