Clara & Mark vs. The Pigeon Conspiracy

 Mark: sipping coffee “Clara, why are you wearing night-vision goggles and holding a walkie-talkie?”

Clara: whispers “The pigeons, Mark.”

Mark: deep sigh “Oh no.”

Clara: “I HAVE PROOF. Pigeons are government drones. They recharge on power lines. I’ve been tracking their patterns for WEEKS.”

Mark: pinching bridge of nose “Clara, pigeons are real birds. This is a ridiculous conspiracy.”

Clara: “THEN EXPLAIN THIS.” shoves blurry photo in his face

Mark: squinting “…That’s a pigeon.”

Clara: “A pigeon with suspiciously mechanical legs.”

Mark: “That’s just… pigeon legs.”

Clara: dramatically “Or ROBOT LEGS.”

Mark: sips coffee aggressively “Clara, I am begging you to do something normal for once.”

Clara: “NORMAL? Oh, you mean like HOW A PIGEON FOLLOWED ME FOR FOUR BLOCKS YESTERDAY?”

Mark: “It’s called walking in the same direction.”

Clara: “OR ESPIONAGE.”

Mark: “I am leaving.”

Clara: “WAIT. We have to test my theory. Just one experiment.”

Mark: “NO.”

Clara: “TOO LATE.” throws a bag of bread crumbs onto the sidewalk

🚨 A STAMPEDE OF PIGEONS APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE. 🚨

Mark: “Clara. What. Did. You. Do.”

Clara: panicking “I WASN’T READY FOR THIS MANY.”

Mark: backing away “THEY’RE SURROUNDING US.”

Clara: “SEE?! THEY KNOW WE KNOW TOO MUCH.”

Mark: screaming “THEY’RE JUST HUNGRY, CLARA.”

[One chaotic chase later…]

Mark: panting “NEVER. AGAIN.”

Clara: eating a pretzel “Okay, new theory: what if all birds are spies?”

Mark: walking away “I need a vacation.”

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