He beamed back, happy that Frances the owl was going to be apparently allowed to stay for a milkshake.
Martin jumped slightly at the cuff pecking and the scolding squawks. Good thing he kept his sleeves rolled up to his forearms so she wasn't pecking near the gloves. "Hey! One's for you, you know." Which she obviously couldn't drink, or at least drink all of, while an owl so he'd be very helpful and offer to help her finish it. See? Brilliant plan.
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