"Ba-ba-but --" He stuttered.

"Get out of here and think of something to save our tailfeathers!"

"Geez, Gabriel, willya listen ta me for a sec?" He cried.

"What?"

Steelbeak sighed. "Listen. I just t'ought I'd take a dadgum chance here! I t'ought ya'd maybe like ta go to de dadgum play t'ing tonight, so dadgum-it, whaddaya say?"

Gabriel stared at him for a moment in total shock as he eyed her anxiously. Suddenly a smile lit her eyes and she began laughing hysterically. Steelbeak tried not to look crestfallen and he quickly turned to leave. Then she managed to call out to him through her laughter. He was surprised she even had the capability of sounding so jovial.

"Well dadgum-it, why didn't you just dadgum say so?" She barely managed to ask.

Steelbeak turned back around. "So, you'll go."

"Sure! Theater's fun."

"Heh! Great! Uh --" He tugged at his bow tie. "See ya at seven? Gotta get good seats an' all dat."

"Right. Seven it is."

"Ciao, Gabriel."

Gabriel watched him go, then closed the door after him. With a chuckle, she mumbled to her empty home, "I must be really bored to go anyplace with him."

Steelbeak shook his head as he descended the stairs and went back out to the F.O.W.L. company van. "Geez, I must be really desperate for some company if I'm askin' her to de play!"

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