"I'm what...the bird whisperer?" Liz is ignoring Owen's bitching and moaning for now as she watched the bird in Jack's hands. "He's...always...bitching." Liz says as though she's off in space. She's transfixed by the little song bird, so much so she actually reaches out to bat at it like a normal person would not do. "Sorry...sorry." Liz looks around, confused by her own actions more than anything.

As Jack lets the bird go, Liz jumps up to catch it with both hands, delicately trapping it between her palms. She goes so far as to sit on the ground, the mission forgotten as she stays focused on the bird and only the bird. "I think I want chicken for dinner." Her mouth is actually watering as she lays down on the ground, the bird squirming to escape from her fingers. Wait...not fingers.

"Boss?" Liz lets go of the bird finally to cover her mouth with her hand...sort of. OK, not really at all. "What the..."