Starkiller was bounding in front of Barbara as the shift in personality from what he was in before. The food, was now all that mattered. "Come on Lucario!" Spinning around to walk backwards he started towards the door. "Barbara is going to make pizza." Yes, he heard her - no he wasn't paying attention to the odds. "She even said so!" With that Starkiller was out the door with the honks of the flamingo sounding off from the door way.
Before he poked back in the door looking to Babs, a some what serious look on his face.
"Um. If I ever had a sister.." He paused obviously bashful about the feelings he had. "I hoped she was anything like you. You're pretty great..." He paused shifting uneasily while looking at the pink bird who was stuck to Starkiller's whims with how he carried it. "Even if you're weird and old." He finally followed with a devious smirk and leaving the door way. "C'mon! You're slow he screamed from the front yard.