strolling up to this new foreign prides heart, you see a magpie laying out trinkets and baubles on the sunny rocks. “ello dear!” she says with her sharp tangy accent, “see anything ya like just let me or bubbles know, bubbles is a lil daft so maybe yell his name a bit” she says with a flip of her head as she looks at her assistant who is busy rearranging his feathers to hold a particularly shiny strand of tinsel