"It's a beautiful evening," Pinion said, eager to keep the conversation going even if the stork wasn't. "I was thinking it would be nice to talk." It looked around for inspiration and spotted the crows as they feasted on the food the humans had left behind during the day. "Look, have you ever seen that before? That one crow's trying to drink out of a bottle."

The stork gave Pinion a distrustful, sideways look as if it couldn't stand Pinion. "Go and watch it then," it answered sourly.

What should Pinion do next?