Daffy Duck was walking, for he was bored and there was nothing else to do. He soon came across a thrift shop, and so looked in the window at the signs. 'Buy Stuff' read one. Boring. Then he spotted a second one. 'Sell Your Stuff For $$$$'. His eyes instantly became dollar signs, before rushing into the shop. The duck soon exited holding a large wad of cash, plus missing his chest, back, and most of his wing feathers.
Daffy was soon passed by a familiar gray bunny, who entered the store the mallard had just left. Bugs soon came out of the building, wearing a black boa made of-
''My feathersth!'' Daffy quickly got over his shock, then approached the rabbit. ''Thosth are my feathersth!''
''Are 'dey now?'' Bugs replied with a smirk.
''Yesth! I demand you pay me!''
''But I already paid. And I know the store paid you.''
''If I knew you were going to buy my feathesth I would've-''
''You would've what?'' Bugs interrupted. Daffy simply stared, bill agape, pointing at the hare, before calming himself.
''Why buy my feathersth anywaysth?''
''Well, dere's dis big shindig coming up, and I wore a suit for the last two I went to, so dis time I'm wearin' a dress. I figure a boa would go nicely wit' it.''
''Stho thisth party, do you get a plusth one?'' asked Daffy in an obvious attempt at nonchalance.
''Hmmm...'' the rabbit brought a handful of feather boa to his face as he thought, ''I don't know.'' The bunny then smiled sweetly at the fowl, dispite said bird poking him in the chest.
''Find out.''