Who: Dr. Walter Bishop What: feeding the birds When: afternoon Where: University grounds Why: because he can. Open: Yes
"How very interesting," Walters lips bent up as he catted away apparently in the middle of some deep conversation. He tossed out another handful of seed and sat forward on the bench. The campus was busy with students preparing for finals. However, it was rather hard to figure out who he was talking to. There was no one standing anywhere around him.
"I will let you in on a little secret," He said leaning in a little further, "I thought that at first, as well. It would seem that way. However, I believe the young man was being truthful with me."
There was a pause, "No, no. I believe he was telling me the truth. He did it right in front of my very eyes." There was another pause and a scoff, "I know I am ...but..." The birds he was feeding spooked at his closeness. "Fine be that way. Run away. I may not be all there in the head, but at least I am not a coward."
"You can tell they are related to chickens," He muttered to himself as he leaned back with a sigh. Glancing down into the back of bird seed he pinch some up and put it in his mouth. "That is terrible," He sputtered as he spit it out.