the kingfisher

I was walking my dog the other day when we ran into the kingfisher

“Good afternoon kingfisher”, I said
“Good afternoon”, the kingfisher said

“Why are you listening to music?”, I asked
“I’m not listening to music”, the kingfisher answered
“Why are you eating?”, I continued
“I’m not eating”, the kingfisher replied
“Why are you drinking beer?”, I asked
“I’m not drinking beer”, the kingfisher insisted

I smiled at the kingfisher and the kingfisher smiled back