Duchess of Yowl: Open the window, I'm going out.
Me: Out where, Your Grace?
DoY: Onto the royal balcony. It's sunny. I want to warm my toes.
Me: The royal balcony looks a lot like a fire escape.
DoY: Now that I am here, it's been upgraded.
Me: Of course. But Your Grace, I can't let you out there.
DoY: It's not a request. Get cracking on that window.
Me: Your Grace, there are pigeons on the fire escape.
DoY: They will flee in terror when they see me.
Me: (aside) as so many do.
Me: Your Grace, do you remember that movie you watched called The Birds?
DoY: (pause) I'll warm my toes on the royal radiator.