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This will only make sense if you're read "15: Dinner Conversation."
And… if you don't like silly stories with vulgar innuendos, you should definitely skip this one. Fairly warned be thee, says I.
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21: Bird Brains
Sarah entered the room to see two expensively dressed gentlemen and an elegant lady visiting with Jareth.
"Come, Sarah," he said, "I'd like you to meet our guests. This is Prince Johnathan of Falco, and this is Sir Franklin of The Western Edge and his lovely sister, Miss Anne Dove."
Sarah graciously greeted the guests. Johnathan was a tall, handsome fellow with an open smile. Franklin was an affable, short and somewhat rotund gentleman with a booming laugh, and Anne was a lovely, engaging young woman.
The group quickly became friendly, chattering and laughing merrily.
"Oh, wait," said Sarah. "You're Frank the pigeon."
Jareth winced at her bluntness, but Frank only laughed.
"I am indeed, Frank the pigeon."
"Oh my," Sarah laughed. "Jareth tells such silly stories." She turned to Anne. "He said that Johnathan ate you."
Anne and Johnathan both turned a guilty, guilty, beet red. Jareth put his head in his hands as Frank suddenly looked furious.
"Just what have you been doing with my sister, Johnny Boy?" he growled.
The resident birdwatchers of the Labyrinth were astounded when they looked up and saw a raging pigeon in hot pursuit of a terrified falcon and a protesting owl.
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Just to be perfectly blunt and perfectly vulgar, yes, he DID eat her. She loved it.