Having just recently won the Reich Lottery, Tante Ingeborg simply wafts past her poor relatives, the Baasch family, who were expecting her to have lunch with them. She also made it plain that now that she was filthy rich, even her little dog was superior to the family, having him sit on her expensively clad lap as she swept along in her shiny Cruella de Ville fastback. Nobody in the Baasch family EVER got that close to Tante Ingeborg.
