[Why the cat ears. He really does have to wonder. Does she think she's a cat now? Is this how it works? He looks her up and down, and then smiles far wider and toothier than a parrot strictly has a right to do. ]

You know what? I'm pretty good right now. I don't need any trips to wacky bizzaro land. So I'm gonna pass. Thanks. But no thanks.

[He should leave it be. He doesn't really need to know about the ears. He doesn't. He really doesn't. ]

...So what's with the ears?