"Sure, whatever, bird-brain," huffed Eudial. She turned to the others. "I'd rather avoid the Fairly Nasty fellow... for the moment, and since some of you lot are so convinced I'm a hot-head..." She carefully avoided glancing at the dumb macaw, "...it'd be more trouble than we're worth if I got some crazy reporter writing up farfetched stories about us because of a word misfire. So... I think this... ergh, moonfox fellow would be my best bet."