In a comedy routine, this bird would definitely be the "straight" man who cracks every body up.
I was down on my hands and knees, scrubbing part of the kitchen floor, and in his line of sight. It was a little too close to dinner time, and he let me know it!
Harley: Fix DINNER!!!!!!!
Me--not wanting to be rude and ignore him: "OK, I'll get right on that!" And then I stop and realize, I'm reasoning with a BIRD
Took a sidetrip into another room and on my way back out to the kitchen I peeked around the corner to tease him. Just as Phoebe was stepping over onto Harley's cage, and she was bee-bopping up and down for some reason, so I started whistling a new song. They're both bobbing heads, I'm whistling.
And then Harley, in his most convincing "Mom's really LOST it NOW" voice leans way over toward me and says "WHAT are you DOING?"