It did my heart good to see so many of you embracing the noble stylings of my ancestors, even in the form of loosely wrapped bedsheets of painfully low thread count. The toga is an oft underappreciated fashion choice, though many of you proved that it can be most flattering indeed.
Particularly you, Venus of my Heart. You know who you are.
[Locked to Parakeets]
I fear that the distant shores of victory are not to be tread by upon by we Parakeets, despite my own victory last night over the warring tribe of the Eagle. I destroyed their egg and made a powerful enemy, all in the name of Lottie the Fair and you, my kinsmen.