[The grip to his shoulder makes Freddy pause, looking up with eyes that are slightly cooler than the typical caramel apple. It isn't just about the bird, the kid curses his own short sightedness. Would Larry be more at ease with Sam if the bird liked hanging out with both of them? Judging from the way he introduced the toucan to Lawrence Dimick, Freddy figured Sam leaving him alone was ideal.]

Yeah, well. Maybe I saved him from getting stuffed or somethin'.

[Freddy shrugs, inadvertently giving away his want for being some stupid animal's hero. But come on, doesn't anyone question a guy trading in a pet for a car? How can the kid not feel a little guilty spending time with the bird now? Taking the toucan to work, tossing him grapes, just petting him while the TV is on. Larry doesn't not have a problem with the toucan, he just can't put his finger on what. That's what Freddy thinks.]

You don't think I'm spendin' more time with the bird than I am with you, do you? [Honestly?]