There's plenty of weird shit and specialists in this City. Everybody knows that. Don't do me wrong.

Is there a bird doctor in the house?

[ooc; forward dated to this evening.]

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The kid's not feelin' too good. Must be something in the air. Or maybe something he ate. Bad meat. Who knows.

[Inhale, exhale the man's smoking.]

Things happen but back to normal.

[softly, he's two seconds from turning it off]

I like normal.