“Huh?!” You shot the bird a disbelieving sarcastic look.

“He doesn’t look like it, but it’s true.” Eli shook his pigeon head, defeated.

“But…why?”

He closed his eyes and sighed.

“Because of you.”

‘What…” You barely whispered.

“You are the reason for this mess, miss. That’s why you have to help me.”

“But…I didn’t do anything…”

“Don’t give me that. You will help me, you like it or not.” The pigeon paused to shortly fly over and take a slurp from your tea. “Now let’s book a plane ticket immediately.” He stated in English.