Homelessness was rampant in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Scrubby is trying to wash off the stench of campfire smoke. the Face of Everyman had teams interviewing guests for suitable roostings.
Roxberry felt he didn’t belong. What was different about him? He looked like other Sparrows, didn’t he? Of all the varieties of birds in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa his crown stood out the most. the Face of Everyman seldom used his image. Why?
Was it Spring at last? Questioned Henretta of the Oracle. She remained mute. Then it still must be Winter in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa mused the Face of Everyman.
Luckily Amos and Whipsaw had eaten most of the pizza before the Gull showed up. the Face of Everyman began to worry that he was attracting the wrong crowd to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Then one day a curious thing happened, a Pigeon appeared in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It had been so long since one had been seen that the Face of Everyman couldn’t believe his eyes. He made an immediate pigeon census report.
Once a week the menu at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa highlighted Taco Tuesday. The Crow clan were always first in line. the Face of Everyman didn’t dare change the bill of fare.
Elwood agreed to pose as this year’s poster child for Birth Defects Awareness. His ankle had never healed, even after five surgeries. He felt it was time to plead his case on the world stage. the Face of Everyman was pleased to furnish the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as backdrop for this venture.
Henretta explained that she had been patient but, she was anxious to find out if she had been designated as The State Bird. It would make her mother so proud. the Face of Everyman said that he would eMail her as soon as the findings were known.
The lingering smell of hot buttered popcorn was too much for Boots. She sniffed every crevice of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa theatre for just a kernel. the Face of Everyman was sympatric, but what could he do?