"Oh my," said Sylvia. She brought her coffee back to the window. "I'm glad you like it. I"m never sure whether it's the right proportion and if it's too watery or too sweet and thick. If you're sure it's-"

"It's fine. It's fucking great. Thanks."

"Oh. Well." she said. "I can't tell you how very much I love seeing you all. You're so beautiful. And fast. I love watching you fly."

"Actually lady, I was going to say how happy I was to see that you have perches on this. You wouldn't believe how many people think we don't fly enough we have to eat inflight too."