"We needed someone to distract Crow so we could steal my birthday cake in a most glorious fashion. It just turned out that his choice of distraction was gay chicken." His smirk recedes a bit and his face crumples up. "But it's funny. Magpie suggested I get earplugs. He suspects you two will be getting quite... intimate in the near future. I wonder if Crow will even last the week before—"

Crow very suddenly does a spit take of the water he was drinking. "Raven, what the—" He stops himself for a moment. "What the heck?"