"The thing about pigeons is that they're normally simple-minded creatures," Matt explained. "Usually they have their minds set on one thing," he breathed, tearing a bit of bread from the bun and tossing it out into the exact middle of the swarm.
"Here, however, they seem to lack the motivation for much else almost as if they were programmed based on only this ideal." The fatter the pigeon the more eager it was to eat until it almost burst.
"Matt Murdock," he offered, tossing another piece out at the birds. He offered the woman the package, "Wanna try?"