[Margaret looks up at the sound of someone shouting, and doesn't hesitate to sprint in her direction. The pigeons follow her, pecking at her upraised hands to try and get at her eyes. She lets out a scream as one of their claws snags on her hair, ducking down and shaking her head wildly to get it off.
She can only imagine what she looks like right now. At least Hawkeye and Hunnicutt aren't here to make fun of her misfortune. As she stumbles up onto the pathway to Sam's house, she shrieks:]
Hit them! Do something!
[A few of the pigeons following Margaret change their target to Sam, fluttering their wings noisily as they try and attack her face.]
sorry for the delay!
She can only imagine what she looks like right now. At least Hawkeye and Hunnicutt aren't here to make fun of her misfortune. As she stumbles up onto the pathway to Sam's house, she shrieks:]
Hit them! Do something!
[A few of the pigeons following Margaret change their target to Sam, fluttering their wings noisily as they try and attack her face.]