Dewey was holding an ice pack to his bruised knuckles as he tried his hardest not to roll his eyes at Huey. He had known this was coming. It was inevitable when he had already been on his older brother's bad side for weeks now, almost as if Huey had also been injured thanks to Dewey. Though Louie's reaction had surprised him, he knew the other triplet would be very, very predictable in his response. After Dew was kicked out of the event and forced to leave without his siblings, there was no avoiding Huey's wrath once he realized what had gone down.

"Don't you think they would've called the cops and had me arrested already?" Dewey countered, though it was really luck that the cops hadn't been called on the scene. By the way the security had escorted them out so quickly and smoothly with very little witnesses, Dewey already came to the conclusion that they probably wanted as little trouble as possible, likely to avoid bad press from the event. Besides, he had a feeling that the chances Randy would try to press charges were slim. At least, that's what Dewey was hoping for. "Trust me Huey, this isn't how I wanted tonight to go either." He had a headache forming, and he was already thinking about how his brother wasn't going to be the only person angry at him about this. "I'm sorry, okay? But can't you just leave the lecturing for Uncle Donald tomorrow? We already know as soon as he sees me, he's gonna lose it."