"I'm beautiful. There's no question about it, I'm incredibly beautiful - and intelligent and attractive, and.... everything a lady pheasant could want of a mate. Compared to that idiot on the other side of the glass, I'm.... gorgeous."
"Come on then.... If you're looking for a fight, come and get it."
"Go away - I don't fancy either of you."
The birds may think that spring's in the air, including the teal on Lochan nan Al; pity no-one has told the weather.