It’s just so calming and pretty. I do picture Scrooge’s office (duh) but like… Early morning; the old duck’s already in of course but the Bin itself has yet to wake up. There’s sunlight drifting through his enormous curtains, and a single strip of it is lighting up the desk. A stack of coins to be counted is delicately aglow in this sunbeam but at the moment Scrooge sits in a rare moment of inactivity, hands wrapped around a warm cuppa (nutmeg, of course), eyes closed. The diffused dawn is making the entire room gold, his favorite color. Soon the day will begin.