Clumsy, you know that robin at the park that keeps repeating that weird chirp? I think it’s actually echoing the mayor’s hush‑hush budget plan. Care to stake out that tree with me before dawn so we can catch the next call?

Sure thing, I’ll keep my eyes peeled for the rogue robin and the way that picnic blanket moves like a covert operation. Just tell me which tree we’re watching, and I’ll bring my notebook and a snack jar for backup—no accidental jar crashes this time.