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[Dictated as always. Who wouldn't want to listen to this voice?]

Salut, mes amis!

I suppose I won't find any parcels from admirers this year.

Hahaha, just kidding! I wouldn't say something like that just to ask for beans. Although between all of us, I'll miss having my locker overflowing. [He just sounds so pleased with himself.]

I thought since I haven't the dedication to throw a real cultural exchange party, we could talk about the days we use to show our love.

Legumentine's should be this ... weekend, yes? It'll be soon, anyway. Ladies, you're supposed to muster up all of your romantic courage and give beans to the boy - perhaps girl? - you like. You shouldn't be shy! As they say, the way to the heart is through a complicated network of arteries and the way to romance is surely opened up with a good meal!

Since it doesn't overlap with any other Sexy and Luxurious greeting card holidays, perhaps now you have another excuse to get a little intimate? If you're worried your crush doesn't like sweets, please take care and don't throw the beans at them!

Unless they're into that sort of game.

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Well alright, then.

So the girl birds give the boy birds beans on this holiday, then? What do the boy birds do in return?

That's a secret, mon amie! I can't tell you until later.

But if you're given a token of appreciation, you do your best to return it, don't you?

On the same day? Or is there a day for that, too?

Have you heard of White Day, Miss Jane?

... For our purposes it might just be best to combine the two and relegate them to Sunday, though. I'm all for breaking tradition! Love is a revolutionary emotion, you know.

I have not! Is that when the boys thank the girls?

That's tradition! A hundred years ago, two hundred, or so. Give or take! Just because we're birds doesn't mean we don't have department stores to keep up!

Not that I think we can ever really put a price of love.

Hoo hoo hoo! A pigeon department store! Now that is something I would like to see.

No, you can't. Not when it causes so much to happen.

We can't forget those run by gulls, either! That kind of classy establishment sticks in your memory.

If I may ask, are you feeling a bit better about your tussle with romantic persuasion?

Really now? How classy is it exactly?

Hm...maybe. But only because I've been trying not to think about it.

They're well-known for tossing out ragtag window-shoppers, for one thing.

This time of year, it's a little harder to do that! Give or take a week or two.

Oh my! But doesn't that diminish their revenue?

Uuugh. Don't remind me.

Oh, Miss Jane, not if they can't afford to pay! Hahaha.

We'll just fly our bachelor life flags together, in that case! Our banners will shine luxuriously in the winter sun.

Oh dear. They aren't fond of window browsers then?

[She chuckles!] But will anyone care to see them?

You wouldn't want to bring in the wrong crowd, now would you? [Gulls are pretty stuck up, in his opinion - and the opinion reflects in his tone.]

That's the beauty of personal expression! We can always show our hearts' true colors. Anyone who has something bad to say - now, pardon me; I'm not usually so crass - can go get stuffed.

Really, now. [She can hear it, and you can tell she agrees in her tone.]

Well I certainly don't have anything bad to say about it at all!

Then you'll join me in waving those banners, after all? All those years in France taught me that I should take them quite seriously.

We can even go on the prowl together, mon amie.

I shall, if you seriously want to wave banners. I will wave mine proudly if you do it too!

Oh! Erm...gosh, I don't know if I could do something like that...

Of course, I take my offers very seriously. Literal banners may be harder to get our hands on, I guess! Haha.

Why not? A lovely young lady like yourself, you're sure to do well on the battlefield!

We could simply pretend we have literal banners, even if it would look a bit silly.

Oh, no, not me. I assure you, when it comes to things like that, you couldn't find anyone worse!

Are we to incorporate a bit of our imaginations, then, mon amie? Some roleplaying? We must insert ourselves into this fantasy to truly understand it.

I bet you're selling yourself way too short. I think you're lovely.

But what kind of fantasy is it if we only have banners?

Oh- [She is definitely blushing on this end.] That's sweet of you to say! But I am completely terrible at that sort of thing. I couldn't tell a boy I liked him even if he outright asked me so.

Is it not enough? Perhaps I haven't let my imagination run wild enough.

You might just be old fashioned! Waiting for someone to come along and sweep you off your feet, hm? What do you say?

I'm sure it could be enough in some way.

Well...golly! That would be nice. But sometimes you've got to chin up and make your own moves, right? And you've got to know when to make them. I'm just not very good at that.

I've already got the tail. It's a banner of its own, you know, and not just for mating rituals! [Haha.] I forget sometimes that you haven't got the same advantages of plumage.

[That's a lie. He never forgets that.]

It's very brave of you to think that way. It'll probably come around in time! That's just how personal growth works, if you're open to change.

[Aw, you're so adorable.] Your feathers ARE lovely. You must have to shoo away the ladies just to walk down the street!

I hope so. I know I'm far from perfect.

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