These guys are like, "Ohmygod, what are you getting for Christmas?"
"Ohmygod, I'm, like, totally getting a grey feather boa."
"Snap! You are gonna look so fly at The Pigeon Club when we go rock our shit!"
"No you're not. Grey feathers are gonna make you look washed out. And that was a dumb pun."
"Well, look who's the meow cat today."
"Leave her alone, she's constipated."
"Oh, poor thing."
"Yeah. Poor thing. Maybe if you were getting a feather boa it would take your mind off your stoppage troubles."

Pigeons. What queens.