George: You know I uh, spilled a yogurt smoothie in here two days ago. Can't smell anything, can you?
Miranda: Banana?
George: Right.
Miranda: George, watch out for those pigeons.
George: Oh, they'll get out of the way. You really smell banana? [there's a soft thumping sound and a cloud of feathers blows up across the wind screen]
Miranda: Oh my God. Oh.
George: So, uh, where are we eating?