“Hi, and what’s your name.”

“Dewey.” came the answer from duck number two.

“So, How’s your day been, Dewey?”

“Great. Lovely day. I’ve had a ball too. Been in and out of puddles all day myself. What else could a duck want?”

The bartender turned to the third duck and said,

“So, you must be Louie?”

“No.”, she said, batting her eyelashes.

“My name is Puddles.”