The reporter dressed in purple struts right into the super's office, uninvited, mind you, and takes a seat at the desk. The green-haired superintendent glares at him.

"What are you here for?" he asks, mildly annoyed.

"I'm here to interview a magic blue pigeon!" He exclaims with a slight yawn.

"Coo, coo!" Lovey-dove coos.

"Ahh, there she is!" The reporter exclaims. The super excuses himself as Lovey-Dove flies next to the reporter.

"So, Lovey-Dove, why do you sit on the professor's head all the time?" The reporter anxiously awaits Lovey-Dove's reply.

"Coo."

"Ahh, I see! How interesting!" The reporter says with a huge grin. "Now, answer me this, why are you blue?"

"Coo. Cooo, coo, coo, coo."

"Ahh, I see, you're from a foreign country! Which country is that?"

"Coo coo."

"Oh, you're not telling? Such a shame."

"Coo, coo, coo coo coo."

"Oh, but you used to have an owner who fed you grapes?"

"Coo, coo coo COOOO COO COO!"

"Oh. I see, he wasn't very nice," the reporter says, jotting down Lovey-Dove's every word.

"Cooococococooooocoocoocococo cocopuffscooocooocoo!" Lovey-Dove exclaims.

"How interesting!" The reporter says, handing Lovey-Dove a Coco Puff. Lovey-Dove gratefully eats the entire thing.

"Cococooooooocoooocoo!"

"So, now for the big icebreaker!" You can nearly hear the tension in the air! The drumroll!

"What's your favorite color?"

"Bcoo."