"Hurry Up! We are going to miss it and I want to see Jimmy in the opening ceremonies. I still can't believe he went there!"
"I know right? Out of all the people, who would have thought little Jimmy would be so interested in forging?! But we are going to miss it because this idiot chose a damned bird as his communicator! I mean why a bird?!"
"It's a messenger pigeon and I like them! So will you just shut up already and let me work? I've almost got it."
A group of individuals sat in the middle of a house, all of them piled onto a couch as they impatiently watched one of their group working away. He was gently caressing the chest of a pigeon that was perched on a stick.
The entire group was facing this strange pigeon, as it was placed in the room where a television would usually be.
