[He gives her an exasperated Look for that, one hand on his hip. He knows what you're doing there. But then he looks out the window again, where Fat Stanley sits. Waiting. Showing exactly no signs of leaving anytime soon.]
How would I even get out there to do that without getting mobbed?
[WELL, HE'S NOW CONSIDERING APOLOGIZING TO THE BIRD.]
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[He gives her an exasperated Look for that, one hand on his hip. He knows what you're doing there. But then he looks out the window again, where Fat Stanley sits. Waiting. Showing exactly no signs of leaving anytime soon.]
How would I even get out there to do that without getting mobbed?
[WELL, HE'S NOW CONSIDERING APOLOGIZING TO THE BIRD.]