[Being a crimefighter isn't easy. While in action, he had managed to get the hook of his grappling hook bent out of shape! He could get Fenton to fix it, but he also sees this as a chance to test the waters and see who else can help him out around here. That way he won't have to put anything on his friend!

He hears good things about one specific forge and decides to check it out! After night falls, Darkwing Duck sets foot into the place and announces himself the only way that seems natural: with a smoke bomb!]

I am the terror that flaps in the night.
I am the butter knife cleaving the evil crust off the sandwich that is justice...
I am Darkwing Duck!

[He holds a pose for a moment. Then he glances around and remarks casually-]

Nice set-up you've got here!