This is the kind of crap you can't pay for, alright. You can blow big money on tickets to see some bitches dance, or you can stand in the kitchen of your workplace and watch a parrot and a pirate battle for dominance.

It's becoming abundantly clear that Jack is losing this fight, which only makes it funnier. The laughter takes a while to subside so Jolie can properly answer, still braced against the wall from exertion.

"You're fighting with a bird." She points out, like the hilarity here should be as plain as day. "Is it... is it talking? Like a pirate?" She steps closer, a little warily given the bird's demeanor, but eventually she's standing alongside Jack and trying desperately not to fall into further hysterics. "This is too much. I'm done."