[Victoria stops and turns to look as she hears the clattering. With a small sigh she comes over to him, putting her own cage down and puts her hands on either side of Alfred's cage and looks in on the owl.]

What is the loud, nasty American doing to you? You poor dear, only just got you and he's abusing you.

[Her tone is soft and sweet to the predatory bird inside, she doesn't look away from the bird when she addresses Alfred, but the tone make it obvious.]

You have five seconds to give me a reason to want to give you any more time.