Hey, if it got her off the notion of Wayne actually wearing that hat, Shuri was welcome to any old point she'd like.

"Oh, I reckon they'd eat just about anything down that way," Wayne mused. "Er, I s'pose it's up, right about now. I guess they figgur, if we're gonna pick a bird, let's pick a tasty one. But they decided to go with an eagle instead. Probably not s tasty. Lot more difficult to catch....But a turkey'll give you some real trouble, too, if you get 'em in just the right mood..."

Wayne regarded Shuri with a bit of a cautious squint, wondering if what he was about to say might be wrangled into something in defense of that hat.

"Fer us, it is," he confirmed. "Usually have a good flock of them out by the north field, couple two or three ripe fee pluckin'. Moat people, though, not so much."

"With Wayne all the way over there in Ecuador this year," Katy added proudly, "I got to do the honors."

"Which meant you prob'leh succeed yer Hawkeye players on the poor fellows fer a while until you decided to put 'em out of their misery. An' I don't mean the turkeys, not the feathered ones, anywhey! An' then you went and got Dary and Squirrely Dan to take care of it, more'n likeleh."

"Can confirm!" said Katy, just as proud as before.

"Just an efficient use of resources, really," said Katy, who shrugged a shoulder, but grinned right back. "And like Wayne always says, if you can be one thing..."

"Be efficient," Wayne concluded. Efficiently.