( Jesper is selling his usual wares, trinkets and jewelry and some light clothes, when he spots the swan attack going on elsewhere. He stands out from the rest of the vendors considering they have 'real stores' and he seems to be more like a street seller, with a box table and casually sitting with his feet up. People watching is as much his job as anything else.

The influx of strange animals has caused quite a (slightly amusing) ruckus or two and a smile curls at his lips when the man gets snapped at and then tries to hold the bird steady. His hat rests comfortably on his head at a slant and he's wearing bright green. Gray eyes curiously look the man up and down from his comfortable perch.)

Seems to me the bird just has good taste.

( Jesper watches him very unhelpfully.)

Yes, there is a ritual to this. ( He will always pick mischief, although it might be obvious in his smile. ) You need to cluck like a chicken and do a few turns around.