How about Donald being a model for/ helping Daisy w her designs? Or maybe they talk about their careers together?
“Thanks again for helping me with this, Donald,” Daisy said, bustling around him with a tape measure in hand and a pin cushion on her wrist.
Doing his best to stand perfectly still, Donald glanced over his shoulder at where Daisy was closely scrutinizing the pleats of the coat he was wearing. “Happy to help, Dais,” he replied. “It’s an honor to be your, uh…”
“Glorified mannequin?” she offered, looking up at him with a chagrined smile.
“I was going to say model,” Donald retorted, the sight of her smile making his own soften. “Your designs are really amazing, Daisy. I’m, uh, I’m glad you asked me to do this. One day your clothes are gonna be in magazines and fashion shows and I’ll get to say I wore a ‘Daisy Duck’ original before anyone else!”