You like to feed crows peanuts on your way to work. One day a crow says in a perfectly normal voice "Hey, thanks!". Another crow looks horrified at her, and hisses "Shutupshutupshutup!". The first crow looks at you, looking embarrassed, and says (not caws, but says) "Cawww?"

[Monday, October 23, 2023 - 7:42 AM] You stand frozen on the sidewalk, a handful of peanuts still clutched in your palm. The morning commute rushes past you—cars, pedestrians with coffee cups, the usual urban symphony—but all you can focus on are the two crows perched on the fence before you. The first crow, slightly larger with an iridescent sheen to her feathers, looks mortified, her dark eyes darting between you and her companion. The second crow, smaller and more agitated, keeps making frantic "caw caw" sounds while shooting what can only be described as death glares at the first. Your heart pounds. Did that crow just... speak? Actually speak? The first crow clears her throat (do crows have throats?) and unconvincingly attempts "Cawww?" while doing the worst impression of a normal bird you've ever seen. A businessman brushes past you, oblivious, checking his phone.