"LA-DI-DA!!" Ah! W-what was that, quackidee!? "Ah … h-hiccups! N-nothing to worry about …" That didn't sound like … "I-I'm just worried I'd upstage you, Molly! This is your day, after all. I d-don't want people asking for my autograph during the reception." I wouldn't worry about that. Your last concert was the year I was born, quackidee. "The day. To be exact."