Sorry guy, we're right out of parrots. I get the picture. Not really, no. He leaves, holding the parrot. Pull back from sign to see same pet shop.
Shopkeeper now has moustache.
Praline walks into shop. He looks around with interest, noticing the empty parrot cage still on the floor. Er, excuse me. No, no it's, er, Ipswich. That's Inter-City Rail for you.