Hearing a commotion down below, Carol frowned and flew down lower then blinked. There was...a raccoon with a ridiculously sized gun on his back carrying a potted stick? This...was definitely one of the stranger things she had seen in a while. Deciding to figure out what the hell was going on, she landed just in front of the creature and studied him for a quick moment. The animal at least looked like a typical Earth raccoon...
"So what brings a walking and talking raccoon to the streets of New York?" she asked, tilting her head as she studied him. "...and what's with the plant?"