Pelicans flew over head in various directions like confused cloud formations, each intently focused on delivering tightly held packages to their respective destinations.
"That looks like a good one." The headless rifleman took aim and blasted a pelican out of the sky.
"What are you doing!?" Shrieked Mayor Salin.
"You may have noticed, but I'm missing a head (any will do), please don't ask why I can still talk."
"I don't understand what's happening here." she said, shaking her head.
"Oh, I'm just looking for a new noggin. Those birds up there carry human babies around with them. In about 20 years one of those lucky kids will make a mighty good replacement (for my present inadequacies) if you know what I mean."
"No, I meant...that's terrible." Mayor Salin backed away slowly, turned and ran as fast as she could.
"Hmph, they always start out like that. She'll come around."