Wrench stopped dead, the mask flashing a bright (!_!) "Oh, my God. That's the best idea I've heard, all night!"

He would, at some point, try and lure the turkeys here, to the garden -- or maybe he'd start picking the vegetables, and assuming they were still sentient at that point, toss them to the turkeys. Either way, it'd be an entertaining way to kill several hours and half a dozen vegetables.

"I'm definitely not local, though," he continued either way, falling into step again. "I'm also pretty sure you really don't get a choice in sticking around, if you ever wanna get to go home."